Dare to be yourself.

I’m trying to be myself  

Baby it’s harder than you think  

I wrestle with these demons inside 

Maybe that’s why I love the night  

I scared of their arrows 

When they’re coming straight for me  

But I’m more scared of dying  

Dying like a man afraid of the light.  

We may not be young anymore  

But we have to believe  

There’s still blank pages yet to write  

We have to believe there’s still magic in the night

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