To be a growing older and feeble performer
I stand on the lonely stage
Facing the dazzling light and countless deep eyes below
I repent of my ugly soul
Your affectionate love has caused my crime
And made me cycling in this world
But fate has doomed
You and I are in different dimensional space
In a different environment
I play a different role in my life.
This is the nature and requirements of life
I try to keep a real myself
But others force me to be completely false
The ones will get the most wealth
Whose acting is the best
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