Through Playing Me

Sipped the coffee, rush of the morning

Usher in the hours of working men

Count the crumbs on top of the table

Before I climb the ladder once again

Shook the hands, signed all the papers

Made a way to touch the world around

So polite for all of the bodies

We become victims with no sound

But when the day is done

I'm left alone with someone I don't know

Who I become when people watch

Has made this place his home

What can I say

When the words just won't come out right

What can I do

When every step leads me to a lie

And I'm through playing me

With my messiah television

And framed achievements make a scene so grand

They find a way to cut through the silence

And give me a place to stand