| I dropped off in the shadows
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| The lead of a tragedy
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| I open my eyes — blind by the spotlight
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| And what do I see?
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| Pushed by ambition, you’ve been granted admission
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| To the hall of acclaim
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| She denied your affection
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| Now listen the whole world is screaming your name
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| I will forget her but I won’t forgive
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| The curtain has fallen, behold the messiah
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| Riding high, the devil on the crest
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| For all the world to see forevermore
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| I am I — devil in the belfry, I’ll be glorified forevermore
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| Is it a sin to learn to be able to live without love?
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| And is it a sin to put love under will and control from above?
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| Devil in my fingers — pleasure at my feet
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| Mind out of sight
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| The shadow I’ll cast shall darken her world
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| And ghost her at night
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| With each song you’ll die a little for me
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| It won’t leave the scar, 'cause I’ve drown the curtain
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| Into the opera like moths to the flame
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| Spellbind their senses to follow the hero |