I think they find new masks along the road, trying them on
sometimes they cover up better
others do not
Sometimes I want to rip that mask off your face
But after a while it's not a mask
and I almost start crying
I'd been waiting for you to take it off
but I guess now I'm waiting for the next mask
to cover up the real you another time
I wonder what happens when you have that many masks on your face
hopefully I'll find out
but maybe they'll all never come off
well, I didn't like you in the first place.
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