C# A I don't know what to sayF#m I wish it wasn't this wayG# But you lost me long agoA To your one man showF#m And now you're left with your prideA And no one else by your sideF#m But the reflection of yourselfG# In the trophies on your shelvesC# Underneath it allD#m G# We're all quite plainC# With all your jazz stripped offD#m G# You're just the sameF#m Bbm But you don't even have a voice of your ownF#m You couldn't tell by yourselfBbm F# What's right from wrongC# And I don't know what to say... You never learned to fly with your own wings But they can make you dance By pulling strings You only care for the attention you bring The crowd has crowned you As their king
One Man Show
Fredrika Stahl
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