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There is something strange
So many voices talk about me
Headlines are tellin' the world
What a good man I've always been

All the people agree, all the critis acclaim
It's said about me: "He was best of the wheel"
All are treatin' me like a king of the world
'till the last day I was fool

All my life all crowd spat on me

I don't wanna cry alone tonight
Like a dead fame hunter
I don't wanna cry alone tonight

Who were my enemies?
Now they're celebratin' my art
Like that "red tinted head"
Who sang a reach "candle in the wind"
Discover the talent, revealin' the talent
I've discovered how many friends I have
Discover the talent, revealin' the talent
A million of lovers for me...

All my life all crowd... Has always spat on me!

I don't wanna cry alone tonight
Like a dead fame hunter
I don't wanna cry alone tonight

Into my soul I was afraid
Walkin' beside a fail

All my life all crowd spat on me
It's really right that in the whole world it leads the deads!

From the ground to be fame hunter
To the clouds becomin' blazing

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