Yo I wear the mask, calm and serene
Deep down fragile as a glass figurine
Hairline fracture, I’m starting to bleed
Three little words so hard to repeat
Regarding the beef, I can’t intervene
Still wearing this broken old heart on my sleeve
Thinking about what a bastard I’ve been
I’m an artist in need of a bargaining plea

Like what exactly are you asking of me
Darling, there’s plenty more sharks in the sea
I’m a ragdoll falling apart at the seams
Fake smile in the party, part of the scene
At least i’m tryna be Colgate grinning
The veil thrown over my stone-faced grimace
This life is a fight to the finish
Behind the warpaint the face hard to distinguish

[Ennio Lion]

Smoke screen
Everything and nothing
I hide my face from the world as it is
Smoke screen
Everything and nothing
I hide my tears from the world as it is

[Verse 2: Jehst]

I wear the mask, like everything’s fine
Smile on my face but I’m crying inside
I’m just tryna live life
Lift the weight off my shoulders, I’ll hold my head high
But it’s pointless, tryna hide the disappointment
Fruits of my labour, bitter with the poison
Think of all the conflict I’m avoiding
Critics finger-pointing
Every slip is Freudian
I’m on the couch, self-analysis
You can smell the cannabis
Emotional, mental paralysis
My diagnosis, mints from my halitosis
Spray my shit with the scent of roses
But hold up yo, I smell a rodent
A rat up in the kitchen
Chickens flapping like who let the cat amongst the pigeons
Much ado about nothin, I’m a work of fiction
Reinventing the mask, the face stays hidden

[Ennio Lion]

Smoke screen
Everything and nothing
I hide my face from the world as it is
I’m buried, to my [?] waist
Still cover on my face
When I’m in the ground, I’ll be buried with a frown
I’m buried to my [?] waist
Still cover on my face
When I’m in the ground, I’ll be buried with a frown

Smoke screen
Everything and nothing
I hide my tears from the world as it is