StAge

by Andrea   Jul 7, 2004


The Sky Is Fading To Black
And I Can't Recall Why I'm Here
But There's No Point Turning Back
With The End So Near

So Pull Up A Chair
And Sit Down With An Old Friend For A While.
Just Listen To My Part In The Production;
And Maybe Fake A Smile

See, I Had A Big Part In This Life
And I Thought It Would Bring Me Success
See, I Had A Lead Role
And I Thought That It'd Bring Me Happiness.

I Flounced Out On Stage
And All Of The Critics Applauded
On The Correct Line and Page, And When The End Came;
Never Slighted Or Nodded.

My Face Was Up In The Lights
My Smile Illuminated
But Me, On The Inside
I Was Cheated And Jaded.

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