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Life's a show and we all play a part
And when the music starts,
We open up our hearts

It's all right if some things come out wrong.
We'll sing a happy song
And you can sing along.

Where's there's life,
There's hope.
Everyday's
A gift.
Wishes can
Come true.
Whistle while
You work.
So hard
All day.

To be like other girls
To fit in in this glittering world.
Don't give me songs.
Don't give me songs.

Give me something to sing about.
I need something to sing about.

Life's a song
You don't get to rehearse.
And every single verse
Can make it that much worse.

Still my friends
Don't know why I ignore
The million things or more
I should be dancing for.

All the joy
Life sends.
Family
And friends.
All the twists
And bends
Knowing that
It ends.
Well that
Depends...

On if they let you go,
On if they know enough to know

That when you bow
You leave the crowd.

There was no pain,
No fear, no doubt
Till they pulled me out
Of heaven.

So that's my refrain.
I live in hell
'Cause I've been expelled
From heaven.
I think I was in heaven.

So give me something to sing about.
Please give me something.

Life's not a song.
Life isn't bliss.
Life is just this.
It's living.
You'll get along.
The pain that you feel
Only can heal
By living.
You have to go on living.
So that one of us is living.

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