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One more night in the flashlight
Again I am not sure
I try to catch a mellow view
The light it shines too bright
But the audience blurs
The folks they hate me
The gloomy light is on my side
All night at every scene
Fighting with the spotlights
I'm the leading man with tears
But the audience blurs
The folks they hate me
There are so many ways to desaster
But one to delight
And we have the force to move faster
We are anything we want to be
Nights I spend in dreadful dreams
Too anxious just before
We did our lob in the hot lights
Misconception outside
But the audience blurs
The folks they pay for
And the audience blurs
The folks they pay for
There are so many ways to desaster
But one to delight
And we have the force to move faster
We are anything we want to be
And all I wanna do
Is lust standing here so close beside you
This was the way to desaster
We are anything we want to be
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