/Masquerade! /Take your fill, let the spectacle astound you/Masquerade! /Burning glances, turning heads/Masquerade!/Stop and stare at the sea of smiles
, protected by the holy ghost Flying in from the ocean, driving with their eyes closed The night wants to kiss you deep, and be on his way Pretend he
?" MEOW! MEOW! MEOW!... (cat noises) "LET'S HAVE SOME LIGHT! THERE'S A MOON! HEAVE-HO! MY HEARTY!" A SMALL POT HOLE WAS OPENED. SCOUSE COULD SMELL THE SEA
arrow Don't know if I've seen the real you but I feel you Yeah I feel you Chaos rains in Atlantis roaming the sea Like some Preying Mantis she got
right. Don't let them push you by, You're going to go join god. And if someone ask you why, You tell them some old lie. Give away some ole lie. You know
, I'd buy me mad bling blings and fat chains that'll make ya neck hurt and platinum ring rings just to get the feeling, nows lets pretend we dealin'
will know Why your flowers won't grow Thos branches are denser than blood Shoot him shoot him shoot him shoot Electric ink on a feather Cleaned by the salt of the sea
t die without trying. My hands tied in knots Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks Love is hampered by thought, if
swooped down on the children. Their mouths agape exposing fangs of fire. run children run The three legged hyena cicadas migrated to the small northern sea
in the projects And we done been through things they still aint even thought of yet A good homie is hard to come by But most time you get done by the
girls they Bullwinkles, tricks of Rip Van Winkles but now you mingle with a real cat that gets the Pringles and all you gotta be is thankful that we can see the sea
along with the guns Call me weezy f baby I'll be by myself when I come [Chorus:] No more lying friends, all these crappy friends Know that you pretend
f. baby I be by myself when I come yeah [Chorus:] No more lying friends (yeah, yeah) Mourning tragic ends (ion need em, ion need em) Know they do pretend
die without trying, my hands tied in knots Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks Love is hampered by thought, if you
s washed to the sea? Yes, 'n' how many years can some people exist Before they're allowed to be free? Yes, 'n' how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending
by the pack Who would search for technicalities To let the case slip through the cracks So while the lawyers search for loopholes Miguel still sits and waits In some
knows, nobody knows How we're changed by decompression Look at the crazy people All heading for the bay Some keeping it together Some falling by the way Way down below the surface It's easy to pretend