I must look a mess I must admit
but I have been pretending quite a bit.
Never let them see you sweat I’m told
all these masks are just so hard to hold.
There must be a place to lay these weapons down
put out the pretty China and paint the town.
A lady must always look her best
and I just don’t think I can pass the test.
So I built a bonfire and burned up all the rules
castles built on sand is for the fool.
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