Put on the dress,
Pick out the mask.
Keeping the act
Is a hard task.
Welcome to Facade,
It's all a masquerade.
Is this worth it all,
The price that you have paid?
Brick by brick,
You build another wall.
Your face is porcelain,
You're like a china doll.
That's all you'll ever be,
With your done up face.
And all you will remember
Is when you lost your grace.
Your feedback helps a_thousand_roses understand what's working
Of myths and mayhem.
Faces carefully laid. By pain and tears they were made. Choosing a different face each day. It stays perfect for it's made of clay. Hiding under the faces I own.
I'm a projector, that's all I am. The picture you see, is simply a scam. The voice that you hear, is put on for show The true man I fear, was lost long ago.
You think you're the ringmaster, I don't believe that's true. For I'm the one that wears the hat, While you have big red shoes. They all think you're funny, Yeah that makes you feel on top.
The curtain rises, the lights come up, It's time for me to be on. Charming the crowds, entertaining Until everyone has gone. Teasing, pleasing, encouraging, Sometimes tough as nails.
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