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I have a friend who only I can see
He stays discreet but that doesn't mean he's hiding
Indeed he's here right now
And I believe that he likes you very much
Because he's smiling
But, my friend will never advertise
He stays inside and whispers secrets that should stay that way
Sometimes he will take to a place
Where everyone accepts me and I'm happy
I rip this metal mask off of my face
I hold my head up high and no one slaps me
But they always come and take me down
And my friend steps back; won't make a sound
I fall back again
Plaisir de nuire, joie de décevoir.