Bittersweet Symphony

No change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
But I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no 

Well I never pray
But tonight I'm on my knees yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
But the airways are clean and there's nobody singing to me now

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Try to make ends meet
Try to find some money then you die
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down
You know the one that takes you to the places
where all the things meet yeah   

You know I can change, I can change
I can change, I can change
But I'm here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And I'm a million different people
from one day to the next
I can't change my mold
No, no, no, no, no

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Bright Colors Spin in the Sun

Her breath blows on a pinwheel
On this, a young summer day
The innocence none can steal
And no one can make us pay

Cool mint is now in the air
Bright colors spin in the sun
Everything now seems fair 

All that's left is having fun
Time don't matter anymore
All of our work has been done
All problems swept from the floor. 

By Linn Gubala 

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A Stroke of Luck

You say that you'll be there to catch me
Or will you only try to trap me
These are the rules I make
Our chains were meant to break
You'll never change me

Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
You're falling down and
All around me falling

Stroke of luck or a gift from God?
Hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You come to me now

Don't ask me why
Don't even try 

A stroke of luck or a gift from God?
The hand of fate or devil's claws?
From below or saints above?
You came to me

Here comes the cold again
I feel it closing in
It's falling down and
All around me falling

Falling, falling
Falling, falling
Falling, falling....

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Beauty School Dropout

Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
Hanging around the corner store.
Beauty school dropout (Beauty school dropout),
It's about time you knew the score.

Well they couldn't teach you anything,
You think you're such a looker,
But no customer would go to you 

unless she was a hooker!

 Baby don't sweat it (Don't sweat it),
You're not cut out to hold a job.
Better forget it (Forget it),
Who wants their hair done by a slob?

Now your bangs are curled, 

your lashes whirled,

 but still the world is cruel.
Wipe off that angel face and go back to high school!

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I Broke the Glass That Surrounded Me

I'm breakin' down
Gonna start from scratch
Shake it off like an etch-a-sketch
My lips are saying goodbye
My eyes are finally dry
I'm not the way that I used to be
I took the record off repeat
It killed me but I survived
And now I'm coming alive
I'll never be that girl again
No oh oh

My innocence is wearin' thin
But my heart is growing strong
So call me, call me, call me
Miss movin' on
Oh oh oh
I broke the glass that surrounded me 

I ain't the way you remember me 

I was such a good girl
So fragile but no more
I jumped the fence to the other side 

My whole world was electrified 

Now I'm no longer afraid
It's Independence Day  

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