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Your words are one
With the audience.
While I stumble to
The teleprompter.

It’s been awhile for them to recognize
My mute voice.

Listen to the only ones,
Who turn their heads to my eyesight.
One on one.
Paved with them,


My plans to rule,
Have all gone down.
To papers wrote,
On scattered notes.
It’s unconventional.

Listen to the words we wrote,
On scattered walls.
It's unromantical.


Lyrics submitted by eatinrice3002

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