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He gets up,
Prepares to play the part,
He begins with the frown,
Then puts on a grin
But the eyes they tell the lies
He knows to be true to himself but thinks
âHey, this is so much better than me.â
He was never really one of those,
The ones who smile with their eyes
Heâs one of the beautiful people,
The rose with all his thorns intact
Never cries, never angry
With the biggest smile he hides the greatest story
Heâs everything they wanted him to be
Now watch him fade away
Is this who we were meant to be;
Living in denial
âTil the day we die
Just gotta hold on tight
Youâve gotta hold on tight
Be yourself, cuz thereâs no one else
Weâre part of the beautiful people
The roses with all our thorns intact
Sometimes cries, sometimes angry
With the biggest smiles weâre happy
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
Weâre everything we wanted to be
- Album:
- Volume I