The Forgotten Stage Pt.One I Stare Down The Hallway, My Fans Screaming My Name, That Echoes Through Broken Corridors, Because Fame Is Two Blame, There's A Pen In My Hand, And Journal In My Back Pocket, And As I Descend Myself Onto The Rising Platform, The Countdown Begins, And Remember What The Good Book Told Me, (Lock The Door Behind You, And Never Let Him In)
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