Everyone thinks they know me so well
I do not have the heart to tell them the truth.
They have their heads in the clouds
they want to believe they know me
they want to believe I am a good person
then who am I to stand in their ways.
Yea, I am a decent person, better than some
Yea, I have a heart of gold, most of the time
but there is a dark side...
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