Someday he was walking
Around - He did it with style
Damn - It was him I thought
But he was wrong this time
Pretty things and money
Counts taking him high
With staring eyes and lies
Inside he runs into the night

Was it show or was it real
He was he was free
All he had was a lie inside and
Nothing can't be real

Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
Nothing was changing in his head
Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
Looking for things but there
Not here (he never get it)

With his crazy thinking he
Gets what he need
Something he will change his
Mind and he feels the pain
Still you better watch it is
True or not
With a open mind and no lies
Inside you can run
Into the night

Now it's real and no more
Show you can be free
All the lies you've had inside
Can be real

Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
Everything was changing in his head
Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
He gets where he was
Looking for

Now he lives a better live
Better than before
He gets where he was
Looking for no more blame
He became a man with style
What can I say
With open eyes and no lies

Inside you run into the light
Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
He gets where he was
Looking for
Like a king of the night
Creeping in the light
Everything was changing
With him

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