withering surface - fading mask كلمات الأغنية

waiting for your ego
waiting to break free

a ball where noone sees
behind the artificial eyes
a mask weaved by thought hands
how do i stand a chance?

nothing can save me nomore
i can’t escape – from your fading mask
nothing is sacred nomore
i can’t escape – from your fading mask

nothing is blinding nomore
i can’t escape – from your fading mask
nothing is sacred nomore
i can’t escape…

waiting for your true self
waiting to explore
waiting to be free
a ball where noone sees

behind the artificial lies
a mask weaved by wicked hands
can i stand a chance?

down the alley
in the misty smog
i see the parody
of her bleaching self

down the alley
in the misty smog
i see her shinning
but not to me…

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