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When it gets to the duet, bold is Amy and italics is Em! Bold and italics are for both!
“Deep breaths, Em,” Amy whispered in my ear. It was funny, she was more freaked out than I was, yet she was comforting me. We were getting ready to go and perform. There had been a tense wait in the holding room, but here we were, about to do something incredibly gutsy.
“Next, we have a girl’s group-er- duet. It’s Amy Burgess and Emma Cabot!” We walked on, side by side, and then the music started.
You know the bed feels warmer
Sleeping here alone
You know I dream in color
And do the things I want
You think you got the best of me
Think you've had the last laugh
Bet you think that everything good is gone
Think you left me broken down
Think that I'd come running back
Baby you don't know me, cause you're dead wrong
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
You heard that I was starting over with someone new
They told you I was moving on, over you
You didn't think that I'd come back
I'd come back swinging
You try to break me, but you see
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
What doesn't kill you makes a fighter
Footsteps even lighter
Doesn't mean I'm over cause you're gone
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, stronger
Just me, myself and I
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger
Stand a little taller
Doesn't mean I'm lonely when I'm alone
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We Were Meant To Fly
FanficDreams are meant to be held on to tightly. We may not reach them, but they give us goals and hope. What happens when two very unlikely dreams begin to flourish?
