Daily Show

You spit your person, in many many others
'Cause appearance is the only thing that matters

Realize you're just wearing masks
And you're surprised by finding out
Everybody sees you in many ways
And you're acting every single day

HUSBAND , FATHER, FRIEND, so many roles to play
Which character is now hiding behind your current face?
KIND, NICE, BASTARD, so many roles you know
There will be no ticket selling to be at your daily shows

We're like dices, showing new faces at any throw
We're always different in each place we go
A spinning wheel keeps turning again and again
That's the way you could have something to gain

Nobody knows who of "you" is the real one
Maybe a bit in each one, or maybe none at all

Don't print your finger, don't try to blame
A different behavior for each situation
'Cause in your life you know it's the same
That's how it works in human relations

Welcome to my fuckin' daily show!