The Masquerade
All eyes on us or so it seems. Our lives on stage performed for empty seats
The lies we lead are all we show; a timeless need to win consent of ghosts
This arrogance consumes us. So wrapped up with ourselves as if we are the alpha and omega
No one cares none will see nor hear us. The tale of life we weave is but a picture
A flaw in our connection; measuring our lives to counterfeit perfection; a charlatan's disguise
Giants among men as we'd have ourselves called; windows to pretend through; make deceivers of us all
Like a drug we beg for a fix. Sleight of hand to impress and convince. No praise is earned
All we are gets lost in the wind. A flicker in the darkest abyss. This world still turns
Do we believe ourselves? Do we see the irony? We crown ourselves in a tale of make believe
We eat it up and wash it down with lies. Are we good enough? In nameless idols' eyes
It matters not. No peace will they bring only less time to find it within
Do we believe ourselves? Do we see the irony? We crown ourselves in a tale of make believe
The face we place out on display; a song and dance to hide the misery
Yet still we stare so hypnotized; unsure if the road we chose is wrong or right
This arrogance consumes us. So wrapped up with ourselves as if we are the alpha and omega
No one cares none will see nor hear us. The song of life we scream is but a whisper
The lies we lead are all we show; a timeless need to win consent of ghosts
This arrogance consumes us. So wrapped up with ourselves as if we are the alpha and omega
No one cares none will see nor hear us. The tale of life we weave is but a picture
A flaw in our connection; measuring our lives to counterfeit perfection; a charlatan's disguise
Giants among men as we'd have ourselves called; windows to pretend through; make deceivers of us all
Like a drug we beg for a fix. Sleight of hand to impress and convince. No praise is earned
All we are gets lost in the wind. A flicker in the darkest abyss. This world still turns
Do we believe ourselves? Do we see the irony? We crown ourselves in a tale of make believe
We eat it up and wash it down with lies. Are we good enough? In nameless idols' eyes
It matters not. No peace will they bring only less time to find it within
Do we believe ourselves? Do we see the irony? We crown ourselves in a tale of make believe
The face we place out on display; a song and dance to hide the misery
Yet still we stare so hypnotized; unsure if the road we chose is wrong or right
This arrogance consumes us. So wrapped up with ourselves as if we are the alpha and omega
No one cares none will see nor hear us. The song of life we scream is but a whisper
Credits
Writer(s): When The Walls Fell
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