Foolish heart looks like we're here again
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Same old game of plastic smile
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Don't let anybody in
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Hiding my heartache, will this glass house break
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How much will they take before I'm empty
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Do I let it show, does anybody know?
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But you see the real me
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Hiding in my skin, broken from within
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Reveal me completely
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I'm loosening my grasp
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There's no need to hold back my frailty
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cause you see the real me
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Painted on, life is behind a mask
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Self-inflicted circus clown
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I'm tired of the song and dance
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Living a charade, always on parade
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What a mess I've made of my existence
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But you love me even now
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And still I see somehow
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That you see the real me
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Hiding in my skin, broken from within
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Reveal me completely
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I'm loosening my grasp
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There's no need to hold back my frailty
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Oh, cause you see the real me
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Shadows are shattered dreams
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They follow me, they haunted me
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But you've taken the broken pieces
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of my life and helped me to believe
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I just wanna be me
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Cause you see the real me
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Hiding in my skin, broken from within
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Reveal me completely
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I'm loosening my grasp
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There's no need to hold back my frailty
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Oh, cause you see the real me
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The Real Me
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| Clay Aiken |
