The light is too bad for his eyes
so he takes pictures in the dark.
just to make it to the top
he has to find that one spark.
that one special thing that he's whole life is missin
He pacing back and forth cause he can't make a decision.
theirs no one by his side when its time to have a battle
your just standing there watching him get beat up with a paddle.
cause even if they helped him no one would understand
he was soft couldn't stand up for himself, so he was forced to follow the bullies command.
now he sits in a dark room thinking to himself at night
trying to answer the same question will my future be alright.
he's trying to figure it out but no one shows him the answer, people want to him to do this, but he wants to be a dancer.
But he gets this feeling in his chest, he's nothing but a one hit wonder,
he crawls on the floor, and drifts in a bad slumber.
he's friends say to chill and let the music take on over
But he gets this bad feeling that his whole career is over.
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