I'm looking for myself inside the punchbowl
See my reflection; find some peace of mind.
From the looks of things, I've seen the kind.
We'll talk about the weather just to pass the time.
And even though it's lacking inspiration,
For the sake of conversation, it'll do just fine.

If I could only hide inside the punchbowl for just a little while,
my troubles would float on by outside the punchbowl for just a little while.

Look around at everybody sipping their capuccinos
Dripping their personalities dry.
They all hide behind an armor of pretense,
A poetic license for describing their lives.
Looks like it's gonna be one of those days.
Gonna have to find a way to get outside.

If I could only hide inside the punchbowl for just a little while,
my troubles would float on by outside the punchbowl for just a little while.

Small talk and the canned laughter over some trivial matter;
It's all ritual like standing in line.
The social constructs of interaction solicit insincere reactions
In a foreign language, the ceremonial kind.
And with a parting salutation, I'm ending my evaluation
I?m making for the door to leave it all behind.

If I could only hide inside the punchbowl for just a little while,
my troubles would float on by outside the punchbowl for just a little while.



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