Lyrics Almost Superstars - Francisca Valenzuela

Almost Superstars

Why must i into the mold?
Why must I do what I am told?
Getting tired of expectations
Getting tired of trying to fake it
I’m a small winner bleeding at the finish line
Chorus (Coro):
It’s no use
We`re living in a world of
Almost superstars
Makes me feel ashamed of
What I am and what we are
It’s alright
It’s alright
It’s alright
I will find
The time, the place, the way, the will
To be me
Am I delicious to the touch?
Am I enough, but not too much?
If I take it off real slow?
Will you want me so much more?
I’m a small winner bleeding at the finish line
Chorus (Coro).
Can’t you see it coming
The roar of my success?
I’ve been waiting in this
Brand new dress
I’m a small winner bleeding at the finish line
Chorus (Coro).
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