put a musk for moving through

these ugly faces near me
they all belong to you
how could i not see the key
puppets pulled through

how could i not get the thing
how could i stay blind
how could i become again
so sincere and kind

i put the mask
on my face
so not any single piece
of me is here
everything is under

i put the mask
in disgrace
so not in any single case
anyone would see me
real

how could i believe you when
all the guns were loaded
didn't notice them again
and end up, exploded

i don't ever get the think
why can people be so mean
and the only thing to do
is put the mask for moving through


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