I see you grow roses in the front of your house
But your backyard is just trash
white teeth, new clothes, nice shoes
but you smell like shit
don't worry, I'm on your tail.
and you know it
Everybody is just showing off
I'm aware of it, take it into consideration
I want to do it better every time
something I know to do is to hide my pain
pretending not showing real face,
my corpse is a can, filled with nothing
personalities hidden in the shadows
I don’t wanna show it to you now
I will try to change it always always, always
it comes of, comes of, comes my mask
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