i've got the blues
but you make wanna dance to it
swaying in my room
i flared up bright
then burned up like a cigarette
they took too many drags from me
and now i'm sad
i tried so hard
to give them what they want from me
i'm dying like a star
not really sure
i like how i'm turning out
tell me, did i make you proud?
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