| Tell a tale, seal the screen that is in you
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| Make your peace, face the face that is after
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| Reasons plain, tears of pain are not laughter
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| Cast off the mould, buy all you’ve sold
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| Confidence lost, pay for the cost
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| Choose your way, realizing our mission
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| Figures lay, pulling strings for position
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| Take your bows, hear the people are calling
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| Play the game, Take the blame as you’re falling
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| Time to confess, clean up the mess
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| Stand in the white, step in the light
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| (Oh, wow!)
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| Use the time, show the face that is sorry
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| For the day, questions leading to worry
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| Hide your mask, show the face that is sorry
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| Time to ask, answering all their worry
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| Time to confess, clean up the mess
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| Cast off the mould, buy all you’ve sold |