I thought I saw two clowns with frightened faces closing the place scared
Coming out of a painting that is about to be erased
I pretended that they were very sweaty
They were carrying a bucket with shredded paper
I have to learn to pretend more
And not to show what I feel
I have to learn to pretend more
And to control what I think
I try to approach a door
And I hear a swarm of flies whistling
I dissimulated, they are buzzing my name
We must go, and I don't know where
I have to learn to pretend more
And not to show what I feel
I have to learn to pretend more
And to pilot what I think

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