What mask you want me to wear?
Do you really know who I am?
You think you can read in my eyes.
I can really tell you, that is a lie.
You think I am a gentleman, yes?
Or I am a bad guy, no this or that.
And you don't really know why
I am one second laughing with you
Next, I want you to really die
And you really, probably, think that
On your pretty grave, I will cry?
Nonsense, sweet darling, really.
You can do nothing with that
If you want to see who I am really
I can give nothing for you instead.
Because inside I am sitting on cold,
Probably, really but key word is "dead".
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