Everybody looks at me
Like they`re so surprised that I can breathe.
I need to get out of this town.
I need to run for my own now.
And all my lack of style, I blame on him.
And all I want is this...
I need to have my time.
But I`m glued, I`m glued to the script.
Everybody looks at me
Then turns to their friend and says something.
I hate this town and my new life.
I`m tired of waiting all the time.
And all my lack of skill, I blame on him.
And all I ask is this...
I need to feel alive...
But you`re glued, you`re glued to the script.
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