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I put on my happy shoes for you
I wore my nice face just to hide the shame
You know exclamation points were used
Where a period would do

And all you wants another dumb, easy fix
Remember my, the words we lost in spiritual healing
My numbered lives all traumatized, lobotomized
I'm lost in my American lies

I know myself as a blur whirling in your parade
Dressed in feathers and crystals to hide the shame
I guess as much as it hurts, I need to courage to say
I'm stopping here today


Cuz all you wants anothеr dumb, easy fib
And all along, I'm going on and spiritual healing
My numberеd lives all traumatized, lobotomized
I'm lost in my American lies

Here comes the truth, this world won't do
Called out to play, screaming and shouting 'it's never too late'

And all you wants another dumb, easy fib
Remember my, the words we lost in spiritual healing
My numbered lives all traumatized, lobotomized
I'm lost in my American lie

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