Episodes of disguise.
The art of "keep faking smiles!"
Swill down trouble.
A bitter harmony.
The all time common fashion.
That's never news to me.

I'm riven by grief,
this beast.This burden,
it's pulling down.
Can't step aside.
Cannot change the standart pitch.
Remain in need of new sound.

Episodes of disguise.
The art of "keep faking smiles!"
Swill down trouble.
A bitter harmony.
The all time common fashion.
That's never news to me.

We all make mistakes.
The failure is,
not to admit the guilt.
Repaint the marks.
Stay the same,
but break out before running away.

In my maze,
caught by fate?
Saw no chance.
Forsook myself.
In my maze,
caught by fate?
Saw no chance.

Episodes of disguise.
The art of "keep faking smiles!"
Swill down trouble.
A bitter harmony.
The all time common fashion.
That's never news to me.

In my maze,
caught by fate?
Saw no chance.
Forsook myself.
In my maze,
caught by fate?
Saw no chance.
Forsook myself.
In my maze
In my maze

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