Words: C. Hutchins
Music: M. Hutchins, A Hutchins 

Got something to say
White picket fences were never my way
But I learned to keep all inside
Random thoughts I tried to hide 

Some who say they never bend
Can’t compromise or comprehend
A view of life from the other side
If you haven’t lived it you haven’t tried 

When it all is said and done
We made it Baby, we’re having fun
It’s a fine masquerade
Fine masquerade

Got nothing to prove
It’s not all my way but I didn’t lose
Just because I keep rage inside
Doesn’t mean I’ve lived a life of lies 

Like two sides to every coin
Heads prevail while tails keep us going
At times I feel my patience slowing
Then my guitar keeps life’s music flowing