There’s a bar on my head
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There’s a cross for my bed
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There’s my heart in my hand
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There’s my stick in the sand
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Here where the world starts spinning round
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take a ride and you’ll feel what you’ve never found
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Here when the stars start fading out
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you hear the angels laughing without a sound
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Welcome to the beautiful…
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She sits here… far away
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in my breast, in my grace
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She’s the best… the best of me
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She my love, she’s my queen…talking to me
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And when your world starts spinning down
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take a ride and you’ll feel what you never found
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When the stars start fading out
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You hear the angels laughing without a sound
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Welcome to the beautiful
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I met myself just today
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Came alive in my grave
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And I’m the best, the best of me
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For you my love… for you I’ll be
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When the world starts slowing down
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Take a ride and you’ll feel what you never found
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And as the stars are fading out
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I hear the angels laughing without a sound
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Welcome to the beautiful…the beautiful…
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The Beautiful
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| Five For Fighting |
