I feel their eyes upon me as I walk across the room
I can hear 'em all whispering my name
So I tuck in my shoulders and hide the best I can
It all happened so fast I can't explain
But if I had to
I'd tell 'em all I really ain't that special
And I'd cry and yell, '"Leave me the hell alone"
And I hate it that I have to try to be cool all the time
I'm just a guy with a wounded mind
I put on my costume and I put on a show
The only way a jester stays alive
All they see is glitter and all they hear are rhymes
If I could find a new way to survive
I'd be glad to
Tell 'em all I really ain't that special
And I'd cry and yell, "Leave me the hell alone"
And I hate it that I have to try to be cool all the time
I'm just a guy with a wounded mind
And I hate it that I have to try to be cool all the time
I'm just a guy with a wounded mind
And I'd tell 'em all I really ain't that special
And I'd cry and yell, "Leave me the hell alone"
And I hate it that I have to try to be cool all the time
I'm just a guy with a wounded mind
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