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Collection / Bruce Dickinson / Balls to Picasso
Lyrics
We all have secret lives In our secret rooms Living in our movies Humming our own tunes Living life in camera When the night is closing down Sliding into darkness You could be like me Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking At the camera's eye? Where are you staying? Why are you leaving? We watch you breathing Through the camera's eye We all make up our faces The make-up of the clown Happy leaving traces Of our childish background Pointing at the sky We can watch the stars You think you're all alone But you never are... Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking At the camera's eye? Where are you staying? Why are you leaving? We watch you breathing Through the camera's eye They ain't watching you They ain't watching you now They ain't watching you They ain't watching you now They ain't watching you They ain't watching you now They ain't watching you They ain't watching you now Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking At the camera's eye? Political sleazes Sexual divas We watch your heart beating Through the camera's eye Where are you going? What are you doing? Why are you looking At the camera's eye? Political sleazes Sexual divas We watch your heart beating Through the camera's eye Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah Ah
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