| When I look in the mirror I see
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| All the changes
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| We’ve been through
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| No veil of secrecy can hide what’s inside
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| All on the pleasure and pain
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| All the good times and the bad
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| We need to hold on to it all
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| Never wish for what you never had
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| Roses for a king, let the choir sing
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| All the lines and scars
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| Make us what we are
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| There’s so much that we can live for
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| When so many the gave all
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| Freedom is worth fighting for in the end
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| If the mountain gets harder to climb
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| And we might just lose our way
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| Somewhere the sun it still shines
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| And today is a beautiful day
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| Roses for a king, let the choir sing
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| All the lines and scars
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| Make us what we are
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| To the beautiful ladies and people of Culcheth
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| How your love it shone through
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| When all of our hope it had gone, we had you
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| Roses for a king, let the choir sing
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| All the lines and scars
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| Make us what we are
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| Roses for a king, let the choir sing
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| All the lines and scars
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| Make us what we are
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| Roses for a king, let the choir sing
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| Don’t take off that thin disguise
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| All the lines and scars |