You are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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in your eyes,
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But you are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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And that's a fact
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Lots and lots of flattery
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There is so much flattery in us
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What you don’t want to drink or eat,
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And scream and get off her
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Jet and rotten juice death
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Oozing into the souls of everyone, after all
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If it were an opera
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Then we could continue
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Do not put stupid actors
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All would be replaced with new ones:
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Diluted roles
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The foreheads are stretched enough
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Everyone who ate understood
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What is better than honesty and will
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Here society's opinion to be the same
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Ladies and money, and most importantly - a touring rider
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But you are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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in your eyes,
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But you are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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And that's a fact
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Where are your friends, huh? |
Where are your friends?
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There is just a ceiling in their network, and you don't know anyone
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Your love is a withered flower
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As eternal as youth and wrinkle-free face,
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Or maybe to hell with everything?
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And just stop lying
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That we were looking for love on Tinder, but suddenly we found a bed,
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And on the bed the cigarettes of our feelings are smoldering
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And if there are not enough of them, tell me, and I'll roll you more
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That was not boring
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The soul demands a carcass
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And we put on costumes
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An overture sounds on the stage
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Everyone knows their role and text
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Everyone is on stage - there are no seats in the hall
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Today we play love
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The curtain opens
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You are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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in your eyes,
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But you are not beautiful
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And if in vain
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Do you think otherwise
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Then I will not please you with the fact:
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Every day people around
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They speak the truth behind their backs, but they lie
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And that's a fact |