[Music by Waltari]
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I'm lying in my bed, trying to reach the line
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After a mess of emotion with my girl so fine
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I'm looking through a window seeing the city lights
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I wanna serve this world without too much pride
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Lycky as I am, I've never needed to prove
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That I serve this city, I'm ready to move
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There's always a highway in front of my eyes
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I beg for freedom, beg for no lies
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Stage, is already here, look at me!
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Some people try to push me into the big game of numbers and credit cards
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to live without shame
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I never understood that, it's useless and unfair
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it's all just a mafia in the business flare
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Your warmth keeps me moving
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Your warmth makes me smile
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Sure wouldn't ask you to jump into my pile
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You are free in this world, I am free as well
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So if we can respect each other,
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We'll avoid hell
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Stage, is already here, look at me!
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I wanna do something, I'm not doing now
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Don't wanna stick to anything anyhow
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This stage is ready, but this stage is free
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for people with bright colors
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an' without a destiny
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the Sun is coming in, into my room
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I vener give up, I never give up
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I come soon!!
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Stage, is already here, look at me!
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The Stage
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| Waltari |
