| Was hoping to live an exciting life — a part in history
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| Some talent — some ambition to throw into
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| It should’ve gotten me into — a position here or there
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| But every one I’m meeting’s gotten closer
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| A kiss of the muse was something — I was hoping for at last
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| A piece of art that I had made — by my hands alone
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| Was planning to make this world something more — or beautiful after all
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| A piece of art that reflects our connection
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| Something of relevance on this earth — something to be proud of
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| Something that still exists when I’ve left this place
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| But if I’m thinking of my past — there’s nothing left of substance
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| No track of any existence — to be remembered
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now
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| So give me your beauty now |