Showstopper - Sarah Blasko

Find me, oh find when this birthright was blackened

When lightning struck and the storm clouds come over

The cracks were appearing before things turned

In a moment I’d forgotten

I feel the trial, it’s mine

I burn in this ire

All this pride bid goodbye, only matchwood

Still sounsure why this path was chosen

It’s harder and further than first calculations

When you know it’s not over yet

Oh, it’s a trial & afight, hear me cry: «It's yours & it’s mine!»

«Oh the fight!»

It’s yours","It's mine"

«Yours & mine, yours & mine!»

Find me, oh find this birthright

It’s cursed

Oh the lightning struck and the storm hit it’s target