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Ive been waiting for my brilliance to
shine through
like waiting would do
Ive been called a little coward more
than once
It hurts when its true
Ive been following your footprints in
the snow
Trying to return the excuses that I stole
Im the first on and the last off the bus
Little ego be stil
And I fight the cold wind back up the street
To Hagnesta Hill
and the darkness and the snow fallen as one
and I lost my scarf
at a busstop on the outskirts of town
I gather all the courage and the hate
Little ego is wild
And my voice broke I finally reached
that age
I was cruel as a child
If this feeling that remains is not mine
then its something new
Maybe my brilliance shining through
Its noisy
shine through
like waiting would do
Ive been called a little coward more
than once
It hurts when its true
Ive been following your footprints in
the snow
Trying to return the excuses that I stole
Im the first on and the last off the bus
Little ego be stil
And I fight the cold wind back up the street
To Hagnesta Hill
and the darkness and the snow fallen as one
and I lost my scarf
at a busstop on the outskirts of town
I gather all the courage and the hate
Little ego is wild
And my voice broke I finally reached
that age
I was cruel as a child
If this feeling that remains is not mine
then its something new
Maybe my brilliance shining through
Its noisy
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[ti:Stop Me June (Little Ego)] [ar:Kent] [al:Hagnesta Hill] [by:tangxiaolan] [offset:500] [00:29.48]Ive been waiting for my brilliance to [00:33.34]shine through [00:35.49]like waiting would do [00:44.17]Ive been called a little coward more [00:48.08]than once [00:50.20]It hurts when its true [00:58.72]Ive been following your footprints in [01:02.73]the snow [01:05.06]Trying to return the excuses that I stole [01:42.99]Im the first on and the last off the bus [01:48.07]Little ego be stil [01:58.00]And I fight the cold wind back up the street [02:03.65]To Hagnesta Hill [02:12.32]and the darkness and the snow fallen as one [02:18.83]and I lost my scarf [02:23.17]at a busstop on the outskirts of town [02:57.01]I gather all the courage and the hate [03:02.42]Little ego is wild [03:11.21]And my voice broke I finally reached [03:15.42]that age [03:17.31]I was cruel as a child [03:25.77]If this feeling that remains is not mine [03:31.80]then its something new [03:36.79]Maybe my brilliance shining through [03:43.14]Its noisy
