The Act
Its show time
I have to get ready
I have to be cute
Put on mascara and lipgloss even do my hair real nice
I can not be on mute.
As I stare into the mirror I can see my fright
I need to get ready , i need to do this right
I have to put on the ultimate show i gotta see how this one would go
This isn't my first
Will it be my last? Oh lord i take a sip of water from my soul drinking glass
( 5 sec.s til curtin )
5 4 . 3 2 …
“ Welcome to The Beginning of the New End “
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