All the masks you wanted to wear- wear them, let them slip away
Like flying blankets twirling your soul
Squeezing you in, letting you go
Like tinted butter paper floating across apace
So many colors, so many shades
Amusing, disgusting, amazing tastes
You know it will slow down, sometimes will you strip down
Will you strip down to a soul that is naked?
You know there's no point pushing away
To be free, you ought to play the game
All the masks you wanted to wear- wear them, let them slip away
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