Masks from Bleeding II by Twisted Ecstasy

You can sick up your food but
You never puke your poison,
We never laugh,
We’re drowning in it’s wrath,
My hope is like a broken lift in an elevator shaft,
Ready to fall
Our shells are so tight,
Could you suffocate in there?

I can’t see through your mask,

Like Rene’s lovers it covers your sight,
Telling you that it’s existence is light,
Smaller and tighter it weighs on your breath,
Won’t stop closing in till there is nothing left,
It’s sinking sand

I can’t see through your mask,
I can’t see through your mask,
I can’t see your mask but I’m wearing my own,

So I keep on my mask,
No cries for help like a chick to it’s mother,
It only keeps me in the smoke and I can see through the smoke,
But my lungs,
My lungs it blackens them like a spider,
And my life is a cigarette,
Crumbling away,
Turning to ash,
Slowly destroying others,
Destroying myself,
Destroying you,
And you put me out,
And I can’t handle it in here,

I can’t see through this mask,
I can’t see through my mask,
I can’t see through my mask that it’s why I’m alone

• Rock
• garage rock
• garage rock revival
• goth
• psychedelic
• songwriter
• United Kingdom