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honestly, tell me, what do you see
do you hear the words, you say to me
can you see, the rain, behind my eyes
do you see, do you see all the lies
.
time and time again, you ask
why I wear, my makeup like a mask
it's not about, fitting in
thats a battle, I know I'll never win
.
do you really, want to know, why I hide my face
it's because, I feel out of place
I wake up, and put it on, every single day
because it keeps, my hate at bay
.
do you ever, look in the mirror, and hate what you see
well wellcome, to the life of me
it's my chance, to create
my chance, to start a better slate
.
If you could see, the rain, behind my eyes
you wouldn't ask, about my, makeup lies
