The Charade We Play

Verse 1

Sometimes I get tired

Of pretending just to spare your feelings

Sometimes I'm myself

It's the best feeling I can remember

But then comes rejection

You say, "You're so different"

No, that is who I am

Chorus

Would I be a hypocrite

Should I play a charade?

To be liked by many

Who knows?

I guess you do the same

Prisoned in this free world

For those who prefer silence

Self-expression is a crime

Verse 2

It's true, don't need approval

From the masses, just like friends

Who understand our differences

Chorus

Would I be a hypocrite

Should I play a charade?

To be liked by many

Who knows?

I guess you do the same

Prisoned in this free world

For those who prefer silence

Self-expression is a crime

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