• Im stuck in a mask and i cant get out
    Ive cried so much but hope soon there'll be a tear drought
    all the gossip games and lies I just cant take it
    nothing else I can do so I cant help but fake itI make sure I keep a smile on my face
    but theres a trail of tears without a trace
    no1 knows but those tears are from me
    my eyes are so swolen I can barely see
    Theres a locked door and faking is the key
    I need alotta time to think about what i've caught
    but time's alotta shorter than i thought
    it's called a gossip flea
    and it's attacking u and me
    with all the stories rumors and lies
    innocent ppls in their pillows all the cries
    It starts with the truth which is like lighting a candle
    which then becomes a fire something you cant handle
    Then u spill some gas
    It explodes and youll never last