| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| Rebel, rebel, for all your people
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| Until the talons of the bald eagle
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| Reach
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| Out and rip the back of your head off leaving your skull peaceful
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| We were all taught to root for the underdogs
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| One nation under God complex
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| No wonder we all wanna watch 'em undercover cops
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| So beautiful, so upset
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| Came from a place that bred success
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| So shame on the grass on that side of the fence
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| Guess daddy didn’t hold you enough
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| I ain’t saying that you never had to struggle for a buck
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| Or some luck or some love, motherfucker join the club
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| Give the kid a paintbrush and a subject
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| Self-portrait caricature of the undead
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| Skeleton staring at a picture of the sunset
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| Misunderstood is not a birthright
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| The monster lost control after the first bite
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| Master your high life, bitch get your swerve right
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| It ain’t new to you, ain’t that unusual
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| And we knew you fully meant it when you drew
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| Your little line in the sand and chose to stand with the beautiful
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| Beautiful is how we know you though
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| I hope you live to tell the war tale yourself
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| I wish you well on escape from your hell
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| But 'til then stay the fuck off my doorbell |