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The Show

Sometimes I hear voices.

They make funny noises.

They try to tell me that

Something in my life seems so wrong.
 

I try to ignore them.

But they just keep on going.

And in some way they confuse me

Until I don’t know where I belong.
 

I don’t where to stay.

I don’t know where to go.

I don’t know how I feel

But I know there is more.
 

It's locked inside my soul.

It's locked inside my heart.

And if I let it go

There will be no new start.
 

I have to go on pretending,

At least until the ending.

Or I will disappoint

All the ones that I love.
 

It's not that easy to lie though.

But I have to try it just for now.

And someday all these sacrificies

Will pay off.
 

I don’t where where it leads.

I don’t know where it goes.

I don’t know what it means

But that’s part of the show.
 

And although it seems wrong

I just have to be strong.

I have to move along.

And someday all the problems

Will be gone.



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