sure there's darkness everywhere and look at me - it seems like i don't care i sing songs of utter glee if only everyone could be a bit more like me please don't be yourself my son as in the end it ain't all that much fun

i've put a mask upon my head and keep it there till everyone will forget some will say because they do there ain't no mask son, surely that's just you i might not see that as my fate and keep on playing to sweeten up the masquerade

there are mirrors everywhere now let me look at me to guess how much i care i disappear into my songs and leave an empty space where i once belonged haven't seen me as of late and keep on playing to sweeten up the masquerade

why would you want the truth? i ask if what seems truthful is just a duller version of a mask