Born to a world, where it's all about fame,
How can it be, none of us are the same,
Still you treat me, as if I was none,
How do you expect me, to get anything done,
You rule this world, but let me be a part,
Let me show you, that I can do my own art,
With beautiful colors, an art of prone,
But always stepping, into a forbidden zone,
Why can't you let me, show what I do,
Patiently waiting, for someone to go,
Before I'm allowed, entering your rome,
Outside your walls, I'll be singing my tone,
Life goes on, as I wait for you to open,
The huge doors, that's just been closed,
From the shadows of my eyes, my hope is fading,
The doors to be opened, I'll be here waiting,
I'll be here waiting, I'll be here waiting,
Born to a world, where it's all about fame,
How can it be, none of us are the same,
Still you treat me, as if I was none,
How do you expect me, to get anything done,
I'll aim for the stars, let me show my face,
Give me a chance, you'll see I have the ace,
I'm not gonna win, but I'll do my best,
Give me a chance, and I'll make it a contest,
Why can't you let me, show what I do,
Patiently waiting, for someone to go,
Before I'm allowed, entering your rome,
Outside your walls, I'll be singing my tone,
Life goes on, as I wait for you to open,
The huge doors, that's just been closed,
From the shadows of my eyes, my hope is fading,
The doors to be opened, I'll be here waiting,
I'll be here waiting, I'll be here waiting.
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