Everybody has to be somebody
No one wants to be nobody
Anyway, who will I be today?
Pull a mask from my hat
Smiling, sleepy, serious,
Why do I play these games again?
Have to be somebody I suppose…
Who’s hiding behind the mask?
Nobody really, it’s just a pose
Without my mask I’m nobody
Just like anybody
But If I give up trying to be someone
Stop mistaking my mask for myself
What will happen?
I can only do it alone
people expect you to be someone
But sometimes I prefer being no one
Let someone else worry about the world.
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