The Mask
It's no wonder I miss you
It's been years since I chose to
Hang that left and leave you on that stage without lights
To shine on the truth which had blossomed that night
For the love you would leave behind
"What a waste" my friend's all tell me
To have left you there, voiceless and lonely
All that you asked was why did I bother?
To make the effort if only to flounder
The gift received, which came undeserved
And the joy which brought you to your knees
You gotta jump off that ladder
And risk that you'll splatter
But better to splatter than grind your way
While hiding your eyes from the mirror's cold shame
I'm begging you please to come in from the rain
And put down the mask and face your pain
And how do you suppose you lost your way
You promised yourself you'd never make it this way
Yet here you climb upon this miserable ladder
Only to find none of this bullshit matters
Was it worth what you lost along your way
You can point your fingers wherever you may
But the soul that you've sold is crying in pain
For shelter from the lies you fashioned in vain
You gotta jump off that ladder
And risk that you'll splatter
But better to splatter than grind your way
While hiding your eyes from the mirror's cold shame
I'm begging you please to come in from the rain
And put down the mask and face your pain
It's been years since I chose to
Hang that left and leave you on that stage without lights
To shine on the truth which had blossomed that night
For the love you would leave behind
"What a waste" my friend's all tell me
To have left you there, voiceless and lonely
All that you asked was why did I bother?
To make the effort if only to flounder
The gift received, which came undeserved
And the joy which brought you to your knees
You gotta jump off that ladder
And risk that you'll splatter
But better to splatter than grind your way
While hiding your eyes from the mirror's cold shame
I'm begging you please to come in from the rain
And put down the mask and face your pain
And how do you suppose you lost your way
You promised yourself you'd never make it this way
Yet here you climb upon this miserable ladder
Only to find none of this bullshit matters
Was it worth what you lost along your way
You can point your fingers wherever you may
But the soul that you've sold is crying in pain
For shelter from the lies you fashioned in vain
You gotta jump off that ladder
And risk that you'll splatter
But better to splatter than grind your way
While hiding your eyes from the mirror's cold shame
I'm begging you please to come in from the rain
And put down the mask and face your pain
Credits
Writer(s): Parker Johnson
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