| The feast is set before me
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| And the plates are platinum
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| But all I taste is ashes and my lips are turning numb
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| The smiles in the beauty and the promises I see
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| Glory, hallelujah never said it came for free
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| Ring around the roses
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| I see through your poses
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| Ashes to ashes
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| It all comes falling down
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| I thought I would belong right here
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| When I was younger
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| But there’s something in the atmosphere
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| Whispers of wonder
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| I, I am a foreigner
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| Got a fire in my soul, never gave it up
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here
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| Fly till I make it home
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| I keep my eyes to the skies even if I don’t
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here
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| Hold out your hand of riches and display your royalty
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| I’m fine with my bloodline in a different dynasty
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| Worship at the altar of your vanity
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| I’ll be in the Promised Land and let You be
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| London bridge is falling down
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| My fair lady holds her crown
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| Ashes to ashes
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| Where’s your savior now?
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| I thought I would belong right here
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| When I was younger
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| But there’s something in the atmosphere
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| Whispers of wonder
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| I, I am a foreigner
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| Got a fire in my soul, never gave it up
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here
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| Fly till I make it home
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| I keep my eyes to the skies even if I don’t
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here
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| I, I fix my eyes
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| On the island
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| Heavens
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| I, I fix my eyes
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| On the island
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| Heavens
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| I, I am a foreigner
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| Got a fire in my soul, never gave it up
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here
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| Fly till I make it home
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| I keep my eyes to the skies even if I don’t
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| And I know I don’t belong right here
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| I know I don’t belong right here |