Sancho Panza, this is me
I'm your Sancho Panza.
I get along, I know my ground.
With me around, there's room for you to be amazing.
I'm the one they don't remember.
Were you in our school? they say.
I get asked about my name again:
Panza, Panza, Panza
Around the boulevards we walk,
The sun is always on your face,
And I am always in your shade,
And I am always the funny one,
How I hate being the funny one,
I never chose to be her, it strikes me as unfair.
And people at our feet to be with us.
Such a small comfort l'm so used to this it turned me creative.
Writer(s): Andreas Per Mattsson
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