It's time, I know.
It's time to be myself.
Reveal our faces on this masquerade.
When clock strikes twelve.
We fly in dance...
The ballroom's full.
Whispers, luxurious pretensions.
All just so dull.
Dont lie to me.
You're transparent.
But your eyes are too much to handle.
Just cant do that.
So I keep on.
Cant stop tonight.
White swan among dark hustling trees.
Eternal fight.
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