[Opening] Show and tell Show and tell Show and tell Just a path to hell [Piano Intro] [Verse 1] Crowdsourcing pieces of a borrowed identity Growing older, getting uglier inside the vanity Rushing out a masterpiece before the paint can dry Just to prove they’re still alive in somebody else’s eyes Everybody’s making something, everybody wants a stage Another face inside the feed, another mask across the page They call it self-expression, but they’re begging to be seen Building castles out of validation, drowning in the in-between [Pre-Chorus] And the older they get The more bitter they become Collecting other people’s pieces Just to say they made something from none [Chorus] Show and tell Show and tell Everybody’s got a little piece of hell Show and tell Show and tell Good intentions make the prettiest shells Everybody wants to be somebody Everybody wants to be somebody else Crowdsourcing dreams from everybody Just to decorate an empty shelf Show and tell Show and tell A path to hell paved with good intentions [Verse 2] They race against the clock like time is something they can beat Making art for strangers they will never fucking meet Every thought becomes a product, every feeling gets displayed Every year a little older, every year a little more afraid Look at what I made Look at what I found Look at all the borrowed voices That I stitched together now Look at my creation Look at my design Tell me I’m not disappearing Tell me I still have time [Pre-Chorus] And the older they get The harder they pretend That the things they make for strangers Will protect them from the end [Chorus] Show and tell Show and tell Everybody’s got a little piece of hell Show and tell Show and tell Good intentions make the prettiest shells Everybody wants to be somebody Everybody wants to be somebody else Crowdsourcing dreams from everybody Just to decorate an empty shelf Show and tell Show and tell A path to hell paved with good intentions [Bridge] (Show me) Something you didn’t steal (Tell me) Something you actually feel (Show me) A thought that isn’t dressed for sale (Tell me) A truth that doesn’t need applause to prevail Getting older Getting colder Getting uglier inside Building monuments to egos While the years keep passing by Everybody’s an artist Everybody’s a star Everybody’s got a million little pieces But they don’t know who they are [Breakdown] SHOW AND TELL SHOW AND TELL IS THIS ALL WE HAVE LEFT? SHOW AND TELL SHOW AND TELL A PRETTY FACE ON AN EMPTY SHELF SHOW AND TELL SHOW AND TELL WE MADE OURSELVES FOR SOMEONE ELSE A PATH TO HELL A PATH TO HELL PAVED WITH GOOD INTENTIONS [Final Chorus] Show and tell Show and tell Everybody’s growing older in a self-made hell Show and tell Show and tell Selling little pieces of a soul they cannot sell Everybody wants to be somebody Everybody fears becoming no one Crowdsourcing pieces of forever While the countdown keeps on running Show and tell Show and tell Show and tell Show and tell [Outro] Getting older Getting uglier Still performing for the crowd Making something Making nothing Just to make another sound Show and tell Show and tell A path to hell Paved with good intentions Show and tell Show and tell Was it art? Or were we just Afraid to disappear?
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