Ladies and gentlemenYou are about to witnessThe most death-defying leap ever attemptedWatch her closelyThe words, they don't come easyBut the feelings come all strongI know words should make me happyIf sometimes I play alongMy chest on set fire, there's no burnin' in my lungsJust an empty space I've labeled as"The things that I should love"All that cuts throughIs the fear of what I'll loseI was born a welfarе babyWith the blisters in my shoesPrеtendin' that I'm small'Cause I'd be in trouble if I grewPretendin' I was fine'Cause I'd be in trouble if they knew (Trouble if they knew)I've been confusing afraid and well-behavedBeen sacrificin' things that I want because I thoughtThat it would make me braveAnd since the pastor kicked me outBecause of tithes that went unpaidI don't waste my time at all, nobody answers when I prayAre you good at charades? (Oh, oh)Can you see that I'm bleeding on the stage?Can you feel the things I'm screamin'Even when I cannot say?I don't talk to God, I don't talk at allI'm quiet most these daysSo are you good at charades?Three words and four syllablesDoctor told me I'm not invincibleBut I've been livin' like I was for far too longA big world feelin' real small nowEvery day, I'm dizzy in the roundaboutDaddy told me that he won't be coming aroundThe only way that I'll get throughIs to tell them that I refuse'Cause I was born a welfare babySo I got nothing left to loseAnd I'm pretendin' it don't hurt'Cause I know somehow I'll make doI know exactly how to be aloneBecause it's all I ever knewI'm afraid to feel like a burden, so I lie awakeTry not to get too attached'Cause I know that they'll leave anywayEver since that pastor kicked me outBecause of tithes that went unpaidI don't waste my time at all, nobody answers when I prayAre you good at charades? (Oh, oh)Can you see that I'm bleeding on the stage?Can you feel the things I'm screamin'Even when I cannot say?I don't talk to God, I don't talk at allI'm quiet most these daysSo, are you good at charades? Are you any good at charades?Maybe you and I, we should playShould we give it a go, 'cause nobody knows?At the end of the day, it's just a harmless gameWell, I don't wanna give it awayAnd I know you could get it if you paid attentionAre you good at charades?Are you any good at charades? Mm
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Ladies and gentlemen
You are about to witness
The most death-defying leap ever attempted
Watch her closely
The words, they don't come easy
But the feelings come all strong
I know words should make me happy
If sometimes I play along
My chest on set fire, there's no burnin' in my lungs
Just an empty space I've labeled as
"The things that I should love"
All that cuts through
Is the fear of what I'll lose
I was born a welfarе baby
With the blisters in my shoes
Prеtendin' that I'm small
'Cause I'd be in trouble if I grew
Pretendin' I was fine
'Cause I'd be in trouble if they knew (Trouble if they knew)
I've been confusing afraid and well-behaved
Been sacrificin' things that I want because I thought
That it would make me brave
And since the pastor kicked me out
Because of tithes that went unpaid
I don't waste my time at all, nobody answers when I pray
Are you good at charades? (Oh, oh)
Can you see that I'm bleeding on the stage?
Can you feel the things I'm screamin'
Even when I cannot say?
I don't talk to God, I don't talk at all
I'm quiet most these days
So are you good at charades?
Three words and four syllables
Doctor told me I'm not invincible
But I've been livin' like I was for far too long
A big world feelin' real small now
Every day, I'm dizzy in the roundabout
Daddy told me that he won't be coming around
The only way that I'll get through
Is to tell them that I refuse
'Cause I was born a welfare baby
So I got nothing left to lose
And I'm pretendin' it don't hurt
'Cause I know somehow I'll make do
I know exactly how to be alone
Because it's all I ever knew
I'm afraid to feel like a burden, so I lie awake
Try not to get too attached
'Cause I know that they'll leave anyway
Ever since that pastor kicked me out
Because of tithes that went unpaid
I don't waste my time at all, nobody answers when I pray
Are you good at charades? (Oh, oh)
Can you see that I'm bleeding on the stage?
Can you feel the things I'm screamin'
Even when I cannot say?
I don't talk to God, I don't talk at all
I'm quiet most these days
So, are you good at charades? Are you any good at charades?
Maybe you and I, we should play
Should we give it a go, 'cause nobody knows?
At the end of the day, it's just a harmless game
Well, I don't wanna give it away
And I know you could get it if you paid attention
Are you good at charades?
Are you any good at charades? Mm
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