Texty: Walk the Rio. Dark City.

Would you follow me into the dark
Are you a leader, cut from the spark that your mother made
Are you ashamed
Held in the same Hollywood frame as a memory
So people could see, like a reality cast on a TV screen
But to get your fame, you'll have to change
Get your 15 minutes to be what you want to be
Is that what you want to be

60 minutes in the darkest hour
30 minutes to get second chances right
The minute that you start to cower
Are seconds lost to city lights

Are you everything that you want to be
Is this a masquerade, lets take a peak, see if you've been made
A soft piece of clay
Push pulled and shaped into a face that the people want
That people desire, but when out goes the fire
No fans, fame, friends change
You're too late, you've given in
Get your 15 minutes to live how you want to live

60 minutes in the darkest hour
30 minutes to get second chances right
The minute that you start to cower

Are seconds lost to city lights
So bright, I keep losing sight
And my eyes can't take the burn
One moment in the darkest hour

Kill the lights, lock the door
I can't take this anymore
Keep me safe from the city lights

In the darkest hour
30 minutes to get second chances right
The minute that you start to cower
Are seconds lost to city lights
In the darkest hour
30 minutes to get second chances right
The minute that you start to cower
Are seconds lost to city lights
They're so bright, I keep losing sight
And my eyes can't take the burn
One moment in the darkest hour

One moment in the darkest hour
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