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My dreams are chasing after me, trying to make it to the top
Gravity listens to my thoughts and then makes the world stop
for a moment, so everyone can recover
So rethink your life, so you can polish all your blunders
As I breathe new life into words, watch them personify
The truth is jealous, I guess I turned into a lie
Melodies follow my footstep, they're obsessed with the beat
So I rise to the occasion, you are still taking a nap
You were searching for success, you forgot that I was the map
Violins playing, guess you’re holding a concerto
Sing me a lullaby, that's the only thing your good for
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