He walks in a room, a mirror of all Reflecting desires, heeding every call His own dreams deferred, against the wall For a pat on the back, he'd give his all He's the man with a thousand faces None his own, lost in the spaces He'll bend and break in all the right places Just to get a nod, to join the races Just to get a nod, to join the races A chameleon heart, shifting with the scene His true colors hidden, never to be seen In the quest for approval, he's always keen Sacrificing beliefs, to be the go-between He's the man with a thousand faces None his own, lost in the spaces He'll bend and break in all the right places Just to get a nod, to join the races Just to get a nod, to join the races He's the man with a thousand faces None his own, lost in the spaces He'll bend and break in all the right places But there's a cost to the role he plays A silent scream, as his soul frays In the quiet night, his conscience weighs The price of the masquerade, the endless charades He's the man with a borrowed script Lines rehearsed, perfectly equipped To charm and disarm, he's adeptly slipped Into roles that ensure he's always tipped He's the man with a borrowed script Lines rehearsed, perfectly equipped To charm and disarm, he's adeptly slipped Into roles that ensure he's always tipped Will he ever find the courage to stand