Robby Berman

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

Baffled at my strange appearance

Weird living in a funhouse mirror

How'd I wind up here?

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

Wondering what the world is seeing

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

I think it isn't me.

Peekaboo

I see you

Or what appears to be

It walks and talks a bit like you

Or maybe that's just me.

You think your heart is on your sleeve

I beg to disagree

If it's a bluff it's good enough

To fool someone like me.

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

Baffled at my strange appearance

Weird living in a funhouse mirror

It's crazy up in here.

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

Wondering what the world is seeing

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

I hope it isn't me.

Ha ha

Very funny

Ha ha

Odd charade

Ha ha

Everybody

Living in a masquerade.

Holy cow

I don't know how

To make it work at all

My tattered charm should so disarm

And hold 'em in my thrall.

But no one seems to look my way

At times I want them to

What do they see instead of me?

Or can they see right through?

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

Baffled at my strange appearance

I'm living in funhouse mirror

How'd I wind up here?

So cuckoo in a funhouse mirror

Wondering who on earth you're seeing

I'm living in a funhouse mirror

I pray it isn't me.

© 2014 Robby Berman.

All songs, instruments, and voices by

Robby Berman.

Arranged and recorded by Robby Berman.

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