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It feels like Hollywood |
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With all the shiny suits tonight |
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Since no one opens up |
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I know that glamour is a drug |
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Yeah, with the things you say |
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And with the things you do |
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Go and sell your soul |
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That's how you all get through |
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Put some sparkles into this charade |
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We burn slowly |
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You and me |
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Can pull this off now |
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Got the strength to head up through the clouds |
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With the landscape below and the stars up above |
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I see which way |
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I should pick to be safe |
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You and me |
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Can pull this off, right? |
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Show no sign that you'll bail |
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Just when it's time |
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With the landscape below and the stars up above |
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I see which way |
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I should pick to be safe |
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Got the eyes to see |
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Just how you want to be tonight |
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Since no one opens up |
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I know that glamour is a drug |
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No, not a chance I'll sell |
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There is no way in hell |
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That I will end up rich |
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And shoot them in the back |
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With their foolishness |
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Yes they will end up dead |
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Don't worry |
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Don't worry |
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Don't worry |
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Don't worry we'll still have each-other |
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Just move all your feet and breathe faster |
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Let's make this a joyful disaster |
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Don't worry |
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Don't worry |
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We got to sing out and shout |
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Or we got to run for our lives. |
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You don't have to prove yourself |
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Just know that someday it'll change |
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You don't have to prove yourself at all |