Petty

How is it someone so pure
Is of flesh and of blood on the earth
How is it someone so perfect
Is daintily crumbling to dirt
How is it I am so strange
For feeling the things that I feel
Hiding behind the proscenium
The curtains go up to reveal

That sickening feeling
Inside your stomach
I know that it's in there
Don't fucking say it isn't
Petty resentment
The green eyed monster
Give up the production
I know that it's in there

Your stage is this world we endure
Your lights are the people around
Your makeup is holding back feelings so when the lights shine on you you're not washed out
Your props are the ones you have fooled
Your costume is courage you wear
The lines you recite paint you in the best light for an audience who isn't there

That sickening feeling
Inside your stomach
I know that it's in there
Don't fucking say it isn't
Petty resentment
The green eyed monster
Give up the production
I know that it's in there



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Writer(s): Stephen Pilat
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