freaks
and the freaks come out at night
and the strangers come out at night
and the fiends come out at night
and i come out at night
obviously thats just four lines. but i can't think of any more.
swansong
when you were up there
singing to the crowd
i saw you up there
and they screamed, they screamed so loud for you
hundreds of people
looking straight at you
thousands of people
and anyone could see they loved you
i never noticed
you weren't singing to them
i never realised
it was all for me
i clapped and cheered with all the rest
and didn't see the look on your face
when i wasn't smiling at you
oh yeah. thats crap. i have like a picture in my head of what its supposed to look like, unfortunately pictures don't go too well into words for me right now.
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