I wanna take off this mask of clay
that I use all along the way
Don’t want to bother about it no more
cuz I’m getting tired to clean it
It’s causing me a lot of sore
But it’s really hard to take off all of it
This beautiful mask is getting hard to carry
Loaded me with stuff and sweet memories
Though I know I cannot go on hiding
cuz there’s something even more beautiful in me
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