| I’m seeing stars in my eyes, I can let them go
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| Everyday I’m caught daydreaming out the damn window
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| I wanna make it big someday see my name in lights
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| So I’m ripping up these lyrics and drinking on these spirits
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| Watch me flames ignite, Chyeah!
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| You’d see him busking on Grafton Street
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| People never took a notice just passing see
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| By all means he wasn’t anything great but
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| As the months went on he start playing shit straight
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| A broken Guitar & a wore out voice
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| No Frank Sinatra there but this kid was nice
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| Melodies mixed with emotions he’d pour them out
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| Not for the fame he’d explain but for food in his mouth
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| He’d open up with his songs
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| Hasn’t a place to call home but knows music is where he belongs
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| His world fades away while he embraces here
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| He prays a brighter day but gets a taste of fear
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| A rare talent nowadays in a greedy town came
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| A fella that amazed with a needed sound
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| And he’d never compromise
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| See this fella had the flame in his stomach and the stars in his eyes
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| I’m seeing stars in my eyes, I can let them go
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| Everyday I’m caught daydreaming out the damn window
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| I wanna make it big someday see my name in lights
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| So I’m ripping up these lyrics and drinking on these spirits
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| Watch me flames ignite, Chyeah!
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| And it was back when the nights flew
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| Who’d have thought nowadays he’d even like you
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| Came from nothing, made a name in the scene
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| Now you’re quoting Biggie Smalls like 'It was all a dream'
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| Flashbacks to the time spent learning your craft
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| People laughed at your songs played out in the gaff
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| Now their hanging on your every line
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| About time they took notice and a shine to this kid in his prime
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| No more knocking back pints hoping life improves
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| Coping nice you choose, you weren’t born to lose
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| See this fella was the best
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| He’d have you hooked on every word while singing his worries off his chest
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| He’d just sing old songs of his life
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| Give him a moment of your time and let him
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| Show you what it’s like and maybe then you’ll realize
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| That this fella has more than just the passion and
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| The stars in his eyes
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| I’m seeing stars in my eyes, I can let them go
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| Everyday I’m caught daydreaming out the damn window
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| I wanna make it big someday see my name in lights
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| So I’m ripping up these lyrics and drinking on these spirits
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| Watch me flames ignite, Chyeah! |