THE MASK

We’re all sinners we’re all saints
we’re all the people we say we ain’t
We’re all winners and we’re all cheats
we’re all the things that we want to defeat

We’re all innocent and we’re all pure
we’re all deceased and we’re all the cure
We’re all living and we’re already dead
we’re everything that we need to pretend

Rip of your mask and show me who you are
show me who you are, show me who you are
Rip of my mask show you who I am
show you who I am, show you who I am…

We’re all secrets and we’re all told
we’re all the things that we wish to behold
We’re all rich and we’re all poor
we’re all searching for what it’s all for

We’re all doubters and we’re all faith
we’re all the things that we want to replace
We’re all fiction and we’re all fact
we’re all the good and we’re all the bad

Rip of your mask and show me who you are
show me who you are, show me who you are
Rip of your mask and show me who you are
show me who you are, show me who you are

Rip of my mask show you who I am
show you who I am, show you who I am…
Rip of my mask show you who I am
show you who I am, show you who I am…

I’ll take the blame for all my sins
but I won’t take the hate
for what you imagine…
what you imagine…
what you imagine…