Face
Under the table In a reflection of webs A dream of nightmares A wasteland of the drunk All those eyes Rub your thumb over a lip Powder up that skin Hide behind a screen Offers of those blessed Sink into your own mess Sell a lie to save face Welcome behold The masquerade of life Need a mask to attend Your true face will bleed Observe the deceit of us Do you still want to be Push and pull Never a fair fight Beneath my skin the vulnerability Who told you the secret Those who con never trust Reality is never set in permanence Fantasies are of pointless hope Stay for a night You'll drown in our world Or face the reaper of your soul
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