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there i was, standing in my revealing and sophisticated outfit in the middle of the stage.
and i was dying.
not because of the outfit, because i looked great in it. but the fact that there was just a curtain separating me and the audience and a minute separating me from a failed performance.
i'm not ready to do this. i can't do this.
but the curtains unveiled me to the audience.
holy crap i'm screwed.
the hundred pairs of eyes intoxicated me, waiting for me do something. i just stood there with my microphone in my sweaty hand.
holy crap, what have i got to lose.
i looked over to the band and nodded.1,2,3
the soft acoustics rolled in as i brought the microphone to my lips and prayed for the best.
i feel weird, i'm not talking as much
my friends are all worriedmy heart races only when i'm in front of you
so i'm sorry about my clumsy actionsi heard the crowd cheer from my first lines. holy crap, are they enjoying this?
i could feel that the song's tempo wasn't fitting in the moment. we needed to speed it up a bit.
i signaled to the band to speed up the song which they understood right away.
i still can't control it
please don't play with me
why are you keeping a front?
i don't know, i don't know what will happenthe audience whooped at the rap that was etched in my head since seungkwan loved it so much.
they began grooving to the faster version that i eased into.
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