PLAYERS

This act were all playing
Is engrossing
No one ever knows
The part they're playing
Acting out scenes
As if they were
Fleeting living dreams
Some actors leave
By their own will
Others try escaping
By alcohol and pills
Why do we live out scenes
Why do we live out scenes
The stage is set
The crowds are all gone
Acts now being portrayed
On and on
What are my lines
When are my closing scenes
What are my lines
I just want to
Break down and scream
 
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