RUBBERFACE
Rubberface
What you are
Can't be what u can't see
Show only to conceal
You rubberface
All you are now
You mimic what you steal
Prove to me you're real
Silly words and foolery
Wrap around your head
You twist them off like bubble gum
And stick them on my bed
And it's getting late
I'm so tired of counting shapes
Want to wash off every shade
Mmh
Who are you when no one's there
An empty shell with wallpaper
It's crumbling
And it's getting late
I'd much rather feel the pain
Than to have to play these games
Chi Thanh Nguyen, Jo Joplyn
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