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The Singer
His dark brown hair flops in the wind
As he sits down and sings about sinners and their sins
From L.A to London from arenas to hangouts
His incredible vocal range always rings out
Although known for singing he can also do more
He can dance and be on Broadway and who knows what else he’s explored
It is only right that he puts on a show
And what other way then at the disco
He tends to keep his cool but he isn’t afraid to panic
Some people might call him and his band kinda satanic
Some people think he is crazy other’s say he is a genius
From his looks to his hair he is quite seamless
From ruining a wedding to hiding a key
How can one not love Brendon Urie

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