What Makes You Beautiful Testo

Look at my face, so sweet and pure
They let me sing even thought I have a stu-u-uter
We're hanging tought, we punch the air
Cause like the honeybadger, we don't fucking care

This song was made by a gay computer
We all sing high cause we're neutered

Baby we make real bands go home and slit their wrist
We are the seventh sign of the apocalypse We running now cause we don't know what water is
You don't know, oh oh
You don't know we're terrible
You thought that boy bands were deads, and gone
But just like cancer and aids we're still going and strong
Ten million tweets girls and old perverts can't be wrong
Let's all point and run
Pointing at stuff is such fun, point point
We don't know we're almost done

What's going on ?
I see your thong
Girl, did you know that I've got the same on
We're on the beach, doing a sport
We didn't bring any beach stuff not even shorts

Here comes a girl who was paid to be here
Let's all split one luke war beer

Me and my four friends all want you so desperately Now that I say that out loud it sounds quite creepy
Come back here, you're not in danger of pregnancy
Cause we don't konw, oh oh
We don't what boners are

Now let's do the nana part

This is the part where we na na na na
Every hit song needs a na na na na
You'll wake up at night screaming na na na na
My grandmother's nickname is Nana

And now I'll point at the place where you make babies
I want somebody to grow old and point with me
I like the fact that we wear the same size Capri's
I don't know, oh oh
I don't know that I'm gay yet

Someday he'll come out of the closet
In five years I will O.D. on heroin
One of will be the Justin I think it's me
I don't think, so bro, I will be the Justin one
Oh no, you will be the fat Fatone
Fuck you
I will be in musicals