[( L A U G H )]

Like a puppet on a string
I dance the waltz of life
step by step
forgetting the choreography

In the audience, laughter erupts
Without the big (LAUGH) sign glowing up
Funny, isn’t it?
How easy it is to see a performer struggle?

A bow, applause
The show is over
Some might want their money back
And we can’t blame them, it was improvised

And as the curtains fall
as the curtains fall
which part of me is there that you’d like to see?
Would you ever even dare to look at me?

when the doors close
and the lights turn off
would you still laugh at my missteps
would you laugh at me

if you knew
would you still laugh at me
?

of course you would
‚cause, isn’t it funny?
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