The Game

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By Dawn, Like The Sun

Got this feeling in my gut, my heart in a rut, and i have no clue what to do. i've got to make it through this game, got to ignore the chance of fame, and stick with what i know, and what i know is you. Im gonna picture your face, and echo your voice, just to keep me sane from the crowd. Want the world to know I love you; I'm gonna yell it, scream it, shout it out loud. After I win, or after I loose I know I've got one thing for sure. I've got what I know, I've got what I love, It's not the game, its definitly just her.

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