Don’t be fooled by me, As hard as that may be. This happy face you see Is not me. The blood rushes to my head As I lie down on the bed, But the pain rushes, instead, To my heart, not my head. All my life I’ve been alone. Far away or close to home, It’s the only state I’ve known. Will I always be alone? And now where will I go, To carry on this one man show? I really don’t know That I have anywhere to go.
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