What do you do,
When you think the whole world is laughing at you?
Do you cry, or take a walk and wonder why? Did you ever ask,
As the twilight rush hour faces past,
Am I small?
Or can I fly above and conquer them all? City sounds form a music in my mind.
Every melody I pull from the air makes me stronger every time. Just being alone in the crowd.
With a song. Singing.
Along in the crowd.
Nothing's wrong. City sounds form a music in my mind.
Every melody I pull from the air makes me stronger every time. Just being alone in the crowd.
With a song. Singing.
Along in the crowd.
Nothing's wrong. Alone in the crowd.
With a song. Singing.
Along in the crowd.
Nothing's wrong.
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