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"Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunity
To seize everything you ever wanted-One moment
Would you capture it or just let it slip?
Her palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy
There's vomit on her blouse already, mom's spaghetti
She's nervous, but on the surface she looks calm and ready
To drop bombs, but she keeps on forgettin
What she wrote down, the whole crowd goes so loud
She opens her mouth, but the words won't come out
She's choking, how everybody's joking now
You better lose yourself in the mooseic, the moment
You own it, you better never let it go
You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow
This opportunity comes once in a lifetime yo" |
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