Mask - James

We all get born into chain gangs

We all get stamped with bar codes

We all get told to sit uptight

Believe a world of which we’re told

Take a nail file to my chains

Couldn’t mark them

Took your hats on to the links

Chains remain

I TNT’d her ring, I’m escaping

You got injured

Friendly fire

Fire

I know I was wrong

Are you still sure that you’re right

You’re a fool to think strong

Is to win every fight

If I hand you the knife

Can you cut me off some slack

Or put the knife in my back

Get me out of the hole

Get me out of the hole

Freedom on the tongue

Gets drunk twisted

When the essence of our words

Is to control

Made a bonfire of the crimes

I’m convicted

You got blistered

Fire

I know I was wrong

Are you still sure that you’re right

You’re a fool to think strong

Is to win every fight

If I hand you the knife

Can you cut me off some slack

Or put the knife in my back

Get me out of the hole

Get me out of the hole

Cut the grove, it’s contagious

You absorbed, all the fallout

I’ve been small, you’re gigantic

Au secours

Lovesick romantics

You’re the one who speaks in tongues

Of sorcerers and saviors

I have only just begun

To understand love’s dangers

I’m the one who understands the

Gifts of

Fallen angels

I’m the one who hurt you

I know I was wrong

Are you still sure that you’re right

You’re a fool to think strong

Is to win every fight

If I hand you the knife

Can you cut me off some slack

Or put the knife in my back

Get me out of the hole

Get me out of the hole