The person in the mask
not as mean as i seem
Not as strong as I look.
Not as smart as I say .
The me in the mask is wild fake .
Interesting the me behind the mask is weak and frail.
I put an act to hide myself from the world from the people I trust.
From the people I love.
The person in the mask is daring does anything in everything .
When will i realize that it's me ?
Behind that mask is a weakness.
when will the mask become me?
When will I be happy being the real me?
Who dyed me red?
Who will set me straight?
Who will love for me?
Who'll take the mask away?
How would I feel? Empty?
I'm not as happy as I seem .
Not as wild as I look .
Not as cruel as I say.
Who will take the mask away?
The person in the mask.
Song to the Witch
Blood,Blood,Blood
It wants blood
Offer the blood to the guillotine
Blood to quench the guillotine's
Thirst.
What it wants is...
Blood,Blood,Blood
Blood,Blood,Blood
It wants blood
Shot dead with a threat of a gun.
Stone,stone nothing but a stone through it far and through it back home.
Blood,Blood,Blood
It wants blood
Cut the head it's better off dead.
Offer the blood to the guillotine.
The world turned red.
Revenge on the run
Jealousy on the rise
Blood,Blood,Blood
It wants blood
Offer the blood to the guillotine
Blood to quench the guillotine's
thirst .
What it wants is...
Blood...Blood...Blood
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