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Post by Bryn15 on Dec 30, 2007 16:34:48 GMT -5
Foolish heart, looks liek we're here again Same old game of plastic smile Don't let anybody in Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break? How much will they take before I'm empty? Do I let it show? Does anybody know?
CHORUS: But you see the real me Hiding in my skin, broken from within Unveil me completely I'm loosening my grasp There's no need to mask my frailty Cause you see the Real Me
Painted on, life is behind a mask Self-inflicted circus clown I'm tired of this song and dance Living a charade, always on parade What a mess I've made of my existence But you love me even now And still I see somehow
(CHORUS)
Wonderful, beautiful is what you see When you look at me You're turning the tattered fabric of my life into a perfect tapestry I just wanna be me
(CHORUS)
And you love me just as I am
Wonderful, beautiful is what you see When you look at me
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Post by twistle on Jan 1, 2008 19:22:51 GMT -5
cool!
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