Masks was written to be a reminder to myself that being open with the ones
closest to you is usually the best option, especially with hardships; I’ve
found you don’t really know a person until you’ve been through the shit
with them.
Lyrics
Underneath these masks I’m vulnerable
But I never take them off
Disguised with humour, fill the room with jokes
I may be a clown, I may be a clown
Always so ice cold and out of touch
And always this big rush
I need some poison to help me with the truth
To wash it all down, to wash it all down
To wash it all down
The words fail me all the time
And I can’t put a meaning to the rhyme
To help myself
Oh and I’m feeling it
And I know you feel it too
I just want to know you
I want you to know me too
I’m tired of lying
About every little thing
I want to be open
And not lost and broken
The words fail me all the time
And I can’t put a meaning to the rhyme
To help myself
I help myself
I help myself
I help myself
I help myself
Oh and I’m feeling it
And I know you feel it too
I just want to know you
I want you to know me too
I’m tired of lying
About every little thing
I want to be open
And not lost and broken