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Im stuck in a mask and i cant get out
Ive cried so much but hope soon there'll be a tear drought
all the gossip games and lies I just cant take it
nothing else I can do so I cant help but fake itI make sure I keep a smile on my face
but theres a trail of tears without a trace
no1 knows but those tears are from me
my eyes are so swolen I can barely see
Theres a locked door and faking is the key
I need alotta time to think about what i've caught
but time's alotta shorter than i thought
it's called a gossip flea
and it's attacking u and me
with all the stories rumors and lies
innocent ppls in their pillows all the cries
It starts with the truth which is like lighting a candle
which then becomes a fire something you cant handle
Then u spill some gas
It explodes and youll never last
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