tisdag 3 april 2012

We're all part of the same, sick little games,
And I need a get-away
I'm wasting my days, I throw them away,
Losing it all on these sick little games.

If I play my cards right I can make the big time,
I could be a reason to stare.
Caught up in the spotlight, shaking from the stage fright,
How did I end up here?
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