• You can say, say, say, say that I am
    A voice of persuasion
    For this lionized duration
    My magic words rolling off my tongue onto
    This candy mic
    Hold onto your seats folks
    Let the show, the show go on

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    I’ve got you wrapped around my finger
    Just the role of a professional singer
    The sound of the hysteric fans shouting
    Bittersweet taste of luxury and gold
    Distracting from the meaning of the songs I’m singing
    Losing sight of the truth in question
    Corrupted by the life of fame
    Myself to blame

    Go ahead, ahead, ahead, ahead and bring me
    To my rotting senses
    I’m jailed behind limelight fences
    Public eyes awaiting and mocking and talking
    The stereotype
    I need to break out of stardom prison
    But let the show, the show go on

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    Bridge
    For letting society’s comments
    Brainwash my head
    Letting them drive me to try and be
    A perfectionist and top chart hitter
    Time to remove these diamond rings
    Throw away all these flashy things
    Let the record play
    Let the music say

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