On With the Show Owen (USA)

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[Verse 1]
This is the role I was born to fake
A crucified villain, middle-aged
I memorized my lines and taught myself to cry

[Chorus]
So on with the show
I've got a reputation of fucking up to uphold
Whatever reservations I had before, I have no more

[Verse 2]
This is a cold for which I could not brave
To to the bone, to the heart
To be taken to my grave
And I foolishly thought you'd thaw eventually

[Chorus]
On with the show
I've got a reputation of fucking up to uphold
Is it my imagination or we've been here before?
I recognize those hopeless eyes and tired lines

[Verse 3]
And every spike on the floor
Reminds me
Where I should be