I know what lies beneath that bonnie face,
I have heard that bittersweet tone before,
I am aware of what goes on behind those closed curtains.
What I see from here is,
that my glass is half full again.
Life was supposed to be enchanting,
We presumed it to treat us kind everyday.
"Life's what you make of it", they say.
Life's great is what I heard.
We fake it.
We fake it, all the time.
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