Love Is a beautiful brutal thing It sings at night like the wind It stings your heart like a whip It rocks your soul like a ship And love Is a beautiful brutal thing It can mean everything Or nothing at all Such a feeling can make you tall Or as small as a distant star It's the cushion to break your fall Love triumphs over all Love Is a beautiful brutal thing And it gives the sweetest of pain It wakes your spirit and then You feel like living again And rain Falls when you think the Sun Has just begun To shine above And love Is mysterious as it's old It's the secret you've never told It's the tears of sorrow and joy For that girl or that boy It makes you feel It makes you feel It makes you feel A beautiful brutal thing And love Is a beautiful brutal thing It can mean everything Or nothing at all Such a feeling could make you tall Or as small as a distant star It's the cushion to break your fall Love triumphs over all It makes you feel A beautiful brutal thing Love
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