| Masks of iron, dirt and gold
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| Faces hiding, looks so cold
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| Gilded with the most precious jewel
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| Masks to cover, masks to fool
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| Chandeliers and cloaks of black
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| Beauty dancing back to back
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| With ugliness and jealousy
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| Behind the mask no one can see
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| No one can see — your fuckin' identity
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| Burning candles on the floor
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| It feels like you’ve been here before
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| Cause every night and every day
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| It’s just another masquerade
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| Masquerade
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| Just another masquerade
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| Tear off your mask
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| Tear off your skin
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| And show the world your disgrace
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| You can’t take off your mask
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| It has become your only face
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| What will be left — I ask
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| When we stop the masquerade
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| When we stop the masquerade
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| Burning candles on the floor
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| It feels like you’ve been here before
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| Cause every night and every day
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| It’s just another masquerade
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| Masquerade
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| Just another masquerade
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| Tear off their mask (tear off their mask)
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| And if it’s still sticking to their face
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| Tear off their skin (tear off their skin)
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| And show the world their disgrace
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| When we stop the masquerade |