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In the shadows where the lost dreams lay, Chasing echoes of the past, I’m the price they pay. Heart heavy like a boulder, got a chip on my shoulder, Wanna rise from the ashes, feel the weight of the colder. Fame’s a double-edged sword, cut deep, it won’t spare, Whispers in the darkness, but I’m gasping for air. Every bar a confession, like I'm spilling my soul, But the fear of rejection keeps me locked in this hole. I’m the ghost of ambition, haunting every decision, Paint my pain on the canvas, call it lyrical precision. Climbing ladders of the wicked, where the shadows conspire, With a hunger in my chest, fueled by lyrical fire. Fame’s a fickle mistress, dressed in glitter and grime, But I’m ready for the battle, it’s my moment to shine. In this twisted game of chess, I’ll be the king on the board, With the heart of a lion, and my pen as my sword. hard
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In the shadows where the lost dreams lay, Chasing echoes of the past, I’m the price they pay. Heart heavy like a boulder, got a chip on my shoulder, Wanna rise from the ashes, feel the weight of the colder. Fame’s a double-edged sword, cut deep, it won’t spare, Whispers in the darkness, but I’m gasping for air. Every bar a confession, like I'm spilling my soul, But the fear of rejection keeps me locked in this hole. I’m the ghost of ambition, haunting every decision, Paint my pain on the canvas, call it lyrical precision. Climbing ladders of the wicked, where the shadows conspire, With a hunger in my chest, fueled by lyrical fire. Fame’s a fickle mistress, dressed in glitter and grime, But I’m ready for the battle, it’s my moment to shine. In this twisted game of chess, I’ll be the king on the board, With the heart of a lion, and my pen as my sword. hard
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