[Verse 1]
Breathing's irregular
The walls in the corridors are closing
Who knew that a hallway could be so foreboding
I take a step and let these disastrous visualizations
Take their time to manifest
Unease

A sudden door creak
Our shifting eyes meet
We seem to all be
On corresponding beats
I think I understand these specific calculations
Beckoning for something here
To shift the standard of our greeting

Such simple elegance seems
So perfect in this framing
But yet the heart is weak
As it could ever be
We wish one simple thing

We're hoping no one sees the masquerade
The sleight of hand, the simply skilled charade
Suited to give impression that this is not a ruse
There's nothing to deduce
Please do not be confused
You're at a ball but not a
Masquerade
Dresses and centerpieces on display
Windows and pillars give an aesthetic role to fill
Yet here the room is still
This crowd has lost the will
To spend a day inside the
Masquerade

They're sick of acting like it's not a play
So sick of taking part of all the games
So if they're meant to rot
Behind this mask they're not
They're breaking free and singing

(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
They're breaking free and singing
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Na na na, na na na, na na na
Na na na na na na na na
(Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Na na na, na na na, na na na na