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Faced Caked up,
Clown like in this Circus of a world,
Body made up,
God sent a message when you were created,

The pain is hidden behind the facade,
It's almost sad to say i'd rather be in the ground,
Cause every time that i am around,
Your face is covered in shame,

That red lipstick stands for the blood shed from Loving too damn hard,
That mascara leaves a trail of broken memories as your tears tell the story,
Blush your cheeks and comb your hair but don't forget that we don't care,
Hidden,

Like a token to the world The true YOU is hard to find,
Yet in my mind you can hide,
Take off the mask after all of your serial killing,
And even though i know what you do and who you are,
A part of me is still willing,
Hidden,

Like the gold in your soul,
Tales from Carolina a southern belle you should be,
Cause hips like those don't catch my eye that often,
Hard core even though my inside has been softened,
I melt at the thought of you not being who i thought you really were,
Hidden,

Yet I understand because no one can be trusted,
Yet everyone can be lusted,
But to me everyone is just busted,
Cause the constant rain of heartbreak has a lot of you a little rusted,
May i ask where is the substance?
I guess it's hidden.....

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