Who really are you?
What do you really want?
Should I believe what they say about you
Or should I believe what you say to me?
You see, my own rationalization might not be reliable.
You paralyze my reasons.
You corrupt my values.
Sometimes, man feels the urge and the need to be a little evil.
You bring me to those times.
I'm aware that you only mean harm.
But I don't stop you. I won't.
Maybe because I want to.
I love how we do things wrong.
We are like
kids playing hide-and-seek-- running away to be free.
But isn't it ironic?
I cannot comprehend what part of hiding suggests freedom.
We know what
is proper yet we choose to deviate from it.
We choose to
live in the shadows.
We choose to
wear masks.
We choose to conceal many things.
We choose to conceal many things.
We choose to
make everything temporary.
Like a spectator that silently watches how things will turn out.
Observing. Scheming. Manipulating.
Like a spectator that silently watches how things will turn out.
Observing. Scheming. Manipulating.
But I cannot love a mask.
I cannot love someone I cannot trust.
And I'll never understand you because you won't tell me.
You are like a drug to me-- the wrong kind of drug to take.
And a relationship under the shadows is not healthy.
Maybe one of us has underestimated the other.
Maybe I am not that shallow to always concede.
Maybe you are not that scared to try.
Maybe you do not really want to always hide.
Maybe we want to quit playing now.
Maybe both of us has taken each other for granted.
Maybe we can be more than who we are.
Maybe we can afford to be real.
Maybe we deserve freedom too.
I wonder
what it takes for you to take off your mask.
I never walked with you under the sun.
I never heard your laughter so close enough.
I never really saw you smile in front of me.
If only you would take off your mask,
I will hold you hand and take all your fears away.
I will tell you that, "It's okay,"
You are free. You are alive. You have a soul.
I never heard your laughter so close enough.
I never really saw you smile in front of me.
If only you would take off your mask,
I will hold you hand and take all your fears away.
I will tell you that, "It's okay,"
You are free. You are alive. You have a soul.
I cannot see you in the shadows.
I cannot hold you there.
If that's the case, I have to let go.

