Wake up, think fast, three weeks have passed.
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We are changing. No sleep, no gas, no excuses will pass these lips
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Cause we're shapin' up to be all you wish you could have been
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To write the hits and to turn their heads
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And to open eyes (open your eyes) to a brand new season,
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A brand new season.
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So show me something we haven't heard yet,
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But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick.
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But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget
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For the first time I know this is now who I am.
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Wake up, think fast, three weeks have passed these lips
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Cause we're shapin' up to be all you wish you could have been
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To write the hits and to turn heads (to turn heads, to turn heads)
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And to open eyes (open your eyes) to a brand new season,
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A brand new season.
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So show me something we haven't heard yet,
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But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick.
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But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget
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For the first time I know this is now who I am.
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You'll see what we mean,
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You'll notice when we're gone.
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So show me something we haven't heard yet,
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But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick.
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But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget
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For the first time I know this is now who I am.
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So show me something we haven't heard yet,
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But I'm not convinced and your heartless songs won't stick.
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But I, I'll sing you something you won't forget
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For the first time I know this is now who I am.
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Season
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The Academy Is... |