(w/m: J. Porter)
A masquerade
Just another chance to hide your face
To take it all, to finally realize that you'll never win
And just to think
This is how I used to think of you
And how quick things change when you find out what you never knew
So take it for what you see
Nothing's that important to me*
So this is where we close the book
I can't give back more than you took
Let's have a ball
Some elegance to bring about some change
And you'll fly away to where it is safe, where nothing is strange
There's no compromise
So stop trying put it on yourself
A thousand good-byes
And a thousand more lies to swing by your side
Neither tears nor prayers can buy your way out of these crimes
We were only born so we can die**
**taken from "Romeo and Juliette" by William Shakespeare. These two lines pretty much some this song up. There's no escaping the fuck ups you committed, so get over it. In the end, we'll end in death, so what does dwelling on the past do? Sorry, that's a bit existentialist, but some people are just that way...