Cheap facades and painted faces
Smooth and clean, the mask is ageless
Never broken, worn every moment
Essence hides as the shell changes
Shifting, shedding, blending in
Try to find the perfect skin
Speak hollow words to please the herds
Conceal the truth that lies within
Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity
Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth
The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends
You don’t serve a purpose You’re stuck on the surface!
Crafted wants and fake desires
Right at home among the liars
Mask perfected to be accepted
Honor thrown into the fire
Honesty no longer matters
Just empty thoughts and idle chatter
Each life in turn Is left to burn
Just fragile rungs upon the ladder
Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity
Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth
The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends
You don’t serve a purpose, you’re stuck on the surface!
You’re stuck on the surface!
of the world that you live in It’s plastic, paper-thin
A cellophane bubble that spares you the trouble
Of thinking or seeing these things that you’re being
But we see right through you, we see your true of meaning!
I hope they like what you’ve created
A false face to keep them sated
An empty space is in your place
A ghost to keep egos inflated
Shrouded in you’re practiced lie
You watch and wait and bide your time
To hear the cue that you can use
So you can pad your fragile pride
Give me some petty greed, some empty lust or vanity
Just show me whats underneath, no more lying through your teeth
The means led to the ends, you’re a stranger in a crowd of friends
You don’t serve a purpose, you’re stuck on the surface!
You’re stuck on the surface!
of the world that you live in It’s plastic, paper-thin
A cellophane bubble that spares you the trouble
Of thinking or seeing these things that you’re being
But we see right through you, we see your true of meaning!
Flimsy, iridescent skin, reflective silver hide
Shows the image of a twin while hiding what’s inside
A multitude of different faces covering your own
But with no truth to fill the spaces You are left alone!
credits
from Live at Soul Sounds,
released September 28, 2014
Lyrics: Bobby deQuillfeldt
Music: Carbon Thief
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