It's so easy to lose all of
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me with who you are
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What is your definition
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of a true super star
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Is it beauty, is it money
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is it power, is it fame
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Are you in it for your glory,
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what's the purpose,
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what's the gain
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Everything you ever wanted
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got tied up in chains
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Be careful how you plat the game
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'Cause the same ones that chose you
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Same ones that own you,
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Same ones that love you,
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are the same on that shun you
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Same ones that praise you
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are the same ones that hate you
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you look through a microscope
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at this messed up world
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You will see every scratch, every fall,
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every ounce of dirt
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Your so called friends
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your leaning on,
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but all they do is take
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You say it's fine but deep inside you
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wish you could escape
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Everything you ever wanted
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got tied up in chains
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Be careful how you plat the game
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Same ones that love you,
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are the same on that shun you
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Same rules that blind you
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are the same rules that guide you
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Same ones that break you
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are the same ones that shape you
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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Funny how it all goes around
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Keep on crying out,
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don't let me hit the ground
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Your soul is crying out,
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don't let me hit the ground
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You'll be crying out, Lord,
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don't let me hit the ground
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Your soul is crying out,
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don't let me hit the ground
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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Funny how it all goes around
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If you lose your soul,
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you'll lose it all
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Surrounded by faces,
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no one to call
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If you're at the top
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then brace for the fall
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Funny how,
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funny how it all goes around
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Around, yeaah
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OooooOooo
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Don't let me hit the ground
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You keep on crying out
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Don't let me hit the ground
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Funny how it all goes around
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Funny
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Tori Kelly |