Life's been good, I can't complain so far
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Designer clothes, expensive caviar
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And gated homes to keep the wolves at bay
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Tinted glass to hide my guilt and shame
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Neon signs and vagrants at the door
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Broken values, needles, liquor stores
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And won't somebody help me to believe
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Help me to deny the things I see
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Now whatever comes your way
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Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
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But when it all comes down you make it through
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[Chorus]
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You got the whole world around
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You got the whole world around
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Something tells me not to make a scene
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Open up yor heart and let me in
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I've traveled far enough to meet my own demise
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Seems like every one I know still wears the same disguise
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Take me, rape me, push me down
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As long as I'm understood
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Like the soldiers view from the bunkers to the towers on Park Avenue, yeah yeah yeah...
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Something tells me not to make a scene
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Open up yor heart and let me in
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[Chorus]
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You got the whole world around
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You got the whole world around
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Something tells me not to make a scene
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Ah..open up yor heart and let me in
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You got the whole world around
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You got the whole world around
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You got the whole world around
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You got the whole world around
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(You got the) got the whole world around
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(You got the) You got the whole world around
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(Yeah) You got the whole world around
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Yeah, open up yor heart and let me in!
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Don't be...
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Whole World Around
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| Daniel Powter |
