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Put on another face and hide your wilder half
Dreaming of a perfect place and searching for your path
Look in the mirror and you’ll find who you’re meant to be
Cover her up with shifting shades of lucid pageantry
And the reflection will remind you
What’s hiding underneath
Step aside, the path will wind
The story twists and turns
Every night a truth to find
Until the stories burn
A fairy tale, a fantasy
The word lies in your hands
So small, so pale, but can you see
Who I am
Taciturn
Grinning as you take the form, whichever one you choose
Teasing, taunting, no concern whichever face you use
Stepping into wonderland, a magic place it seemed
You fall into the devil’s hands and play into his schemes
And no voice inside will find you
When all you feel is grief
Step aside, the path will wind
The story twists and turns
Every night a truth to find
Until the stories burn
A fairy tale, a fantasy
The word lies in your hands
So small, so pale, but can you see
Who I am
Taciturn
I had one thing, but you gave me so much more
More than I could ever dream with the life I had before
And I look in the mirror now and all that I can see
Is the girl that I hope to find smiling back at me
Step aside, the path will wind
The story twists and turns
Every night a truth to find
Until the stories burn
A fairy tale, a fantasy
The word lies in your hands
So small, so pale, but can you see
Who I am
Taciturn