| I think that beauty is the beast
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| It’s in my head while I can’t sleep
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| It’s everything I want to be
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| Makes me happy
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| And when I’m walking down the street
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| All of the people that I see
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| I think they’re all looking at me
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| Makes me happy
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| There’s poison in these magazines
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| My clothes are splitting at the seams
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| They make me feel like I’m so fat
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| Hey, at least I am happy
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| There’s evil on the radio
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| Seeps out of every fucking show
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| I guess that you already know
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| And does that make you happy?
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| And when I hear Clair
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| Clair de Lune
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| Playing in my head
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| Puts me in the mood
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| And she turns to me
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| And she asks, «Are you happy?»
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| I pray in front of my TV
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| I put my face against the screen
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| Now all my gods are in 3D
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| And yeah, that makes me happy
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| And you’re the only one who sees
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| Just what this world it does to me
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| And now you say you wanna leave
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| Just because you’re unhappy
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| And when I hear Clair
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| Clair de Lune
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| Playing in my head
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| Puts me in the mood
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| And she turns to me
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| And she asks, «Are you happy?»
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| And as unlikely as it seems
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| Yeah, there’s a place for you and me
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| On board a boat inside a dream
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| And I know we’ll be happy |