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Firework (This will be played on the piano, this is to just familiarize you with the song)
Firework
Auditioner 3:
“Do you ever feel, like a plastic bag…
drifting through the wind… wanting to
start again?”
Auditioner 4: “Do you ever feel, feel so
paper thin. Like a house of cards, One
blow from caving in.”
Auditioner 5: Do you ever feel already
buried deep, Six feet under scream… But
no one seems to hear a thing.
Auditioner 6: Do you know that there’s
still a chance for you, ’Cause there’s a
spark in you
Auditioner 7: You just gotta ignite the
light…. And let it shine….
Bailey: Just own the night… Like the
Fourth of July. ’Cause baby you’re a
firework, Come on show ’em what your
worth- (Bailey trails off realizing that
everyone is watching her).
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