| Into the spotlight, alone
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| Just waiting for my cue
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| Staring into space
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| Not knowing what to do, what to do
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| Suddenly I realize and I freeze
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| And I hesitate
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| This cold, cold feeling, a chill
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| And a move that comes too late
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| And I’m falling, falling, falling, falling, falling
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| Oh yeah
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| Yes, I’m falling, falling, falling, falling, falling
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| Oh yeah
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| Into the room, so crowded
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| With faces I can’t make
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| Everyone is talking
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| There must be reasons why they came
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| On my own, feeling all alone
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| Tired and weak, I can hardly speak
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| I feel frozen to the floor
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| But now I disappear, vanish
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| They can’t see me anymore
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| And I’m falling, falling, falling, falling, falling
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| Oh yeah
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| Yes, I’m falling, falling, falling, falling, falling
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| Oh yeah
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| Oh, I can’t stop, can’t stop
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| Ooh, like a chill, like a chill
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| And I’m, and I’m, and I’m, and I’m, and I’m tired
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| And so all alone
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| Can’t stop the feeling |