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I've played the rebel teenager, the mysterious stranger |
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The wild child on the run |
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I've been the college dropout, the commitment cop out |
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The comin' home prodigal son |
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It feels kinda like a movie |
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Makes me wonder what I'm gonna see |
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When the credits roll and the show is over |
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And I see all the parts I played |
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Get a glimpse of my soul up on that screen |
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I only hope I can say |
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I was a little less villain |
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And a little more hero |
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When the credits roll |
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Was I in it for the money, was I trying' to be funny |
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Was it all about me being right |
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Was I a stand up witness, did I offer some forgiveness |
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Help somebody see the light |
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When the curtain comes down some day |
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I wonder what the crtic'll say |
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[Repeat Chorus x2] |
