Fake Smiles Hide All the Pain
Lashing out to everyone and pushing them away
So much pain bottled up only to one day rise back up
I wonder how I made it through the day
Somedays thinking that I should just give up
Why couldn't I be in the front seat
You didn't follow the rules of the game
It should have been me in that seat
Now your life is full of complications
So sorrow is my obligation
At least if I was in the front seat I wouldn't have to feel
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