Feel, something real...
I'm not here to please the crowd.
I can't bow when the applauds go loud.
They cheer me on, like it's some comedy.
I don't want part of this forsaken tragedy.
When the lights go down, and the audience leaves.
At least I can let go. And go down on my knees.
I can't bow when the applauds go loud.
They cheer me on, like it's some comedy.
I don't want part of this forsaken tragedy.
When the lights go down, and the audience leaves.
At least I can let go. And go down on my knees.
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