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When it came to singing the blues there was always a man with a cigar
Your friend in the background getting ready to strum the guitar
Flowers in your hair that matched with your soul, always made the crowd sober
When the applause started it felt like heaven was ready to kneel down forever
1.2.3
When the microphone gleamed in the light, it was a sight to behold
No foreshadowing and no mafia boss to hurt your soul
I had nothing to hide from my fans
Except the fact that I too wasn't easy to mend
A broken bone never kept me away
and no matter how much you boo at me I'll sing anyway
This rotten world has many things wrong with it
But I'll just run through the busy streets and flaunt my money in your faces
Welcome to the center stage about me
Now come and rest at my feet
© dawnfaith
Your friend in the background getting ready to strum the guitar
Flowers in your hair that matched with your soul, always made the crowd sober
When the applause started it felt like heaven was ready to kneel down forever
1.2.3
When the microphone gleamed in the light, it was a sight to behold
No foreshadowing and no mafia boss to hurt your soul
I had nothing to hide from my fans
Except the fact that I too wasn't easy to mend
A broken bone never kept me away
and no matter how much you boo at me I'll sing anyway
This rotten world has many things wrong with it
But I'll just run through the busy streets and flaunt my money in your faces
Welcome to the center stage about me
Now come and rest at my feet
© dawnfaith
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