• We are running, running, running,
    From the truth,
    Into deception's open arms
    Where we can be who we want
    But never who we are.

    We all wear masks here
    And say they are true
    But we lose ourselves behind them
    And say we are true.

    When you look in the mirror
    Do you see yourself or
    Just another broken girl
    Who tried to be another.

    You life will coil and kill you
    Like a snake
    And yes, its too lae.
    But you'll see the end soon.