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Welcome to a day at the masquerade Everyone wears a mask Everyone knows it's not real but we are showing who we wish we were Everyone has a permeant problem and this is a temporary cure But we will put on mask and dawn an act pretend until it's late Now come we have a reality to fabricate Here comes Madame Olive who is dressed so beautifully But later she will throw up feeling self-loathing's cruelty And Mr James flirts with Lady Mary But ever one know it's Sir Richard he  would rather it be The King and Queen no longer seek each other for comfort They find each other as appealing as dirt Duchess Clover seems to enjoy the attention of many But she really just wants to be noticed by Doc Henry Doc Henry wants to be heard but doesn't want to speak And gets rid of anyone who tries to get in too deep Lord John feels he missed something good in life along the way And Miss Catherine feels like no one will ever ask her to stay But here at the Masquerade they can be who they want to be And during this delusion we are all free
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
Masquerade
Welcome to a day at the masquerade Everyone wears a mask Everyone knows it's not real but we are showing who we wish we were Everyone has a permeant problem and this is a temporary cure But we will put on mask and dawn an act pretend until it's late Now come we have a reality to fabricate Here comes Madame Olive who is dressed so beautifully But later she will throw up feeling self-loathing's cruelty And Mr James flirts with Lady Mary But ever one know it's Sir Richard he  would rather it be The King and Queen no longer seek each other for comfort They find each other as appealing as dirt Duchess Clover seems to enjoy the attention of many But she really just wants to be noticed by Doc Henry Doc Henry wants to be heard but doesn't want to speak And gets rid of anyone who tries to get in too deep Lord John feels he missed something good in life along the way And Miss Catherine feels like no one will ever ask her to stay But here at the Masquerade they can be who they want to be And during this delusion we are all free
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Dec 29, 2013
Dec 29, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
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