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My Mask

you can't see my eyes
cause I can't handle your lies

I see you doing this to me
but I just want everything to be
the way it was before
don't want you knocking at my door

everything was going great
but now i'm up to date
i've got it all figured out
all those wisps of doubt

they are all gone
in the grassy lawn




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