歌词
(Verse 1)
Flickering screen, a sterile white light
Another day dawns, another endless fight
Body's on autopilot, a hollow, rhythmic drone
Another face I wear, another day alone
(Pre-Chorus)
Coffee fumes a shroud, masking the vacant stare
Painted smile, a weapon, a burden I can't bear
Faces in the mirror, a gallery of lies
Just another day to disappear, another teardrop dries
(Chorus)
Gotta get my face on, a practiced, flawless lie
Another day to function, another chance to die
(This death's a slow decay)
This manufactured persona, a ghost in borrowed skin
Another day of fading light, a never-ending din
(Verse 2)
City's pulse, a constant hum, a symphony of dread
Each echoing footstep, another promise left unsaid
The world, a blurred montage, of strangers cold and blind
Just yearning for a moment, where emptiness I can't find
(Pre-Chorus)
Expectation's shackles, a weight that crushes low
Trapped in this pre-written script, a never-ending show
The echo of a memory, a song long since forgot
Just another day to fade away, another empty plot
(Chorus)
Gotta get my face on, a practiced, flawless lie
Another day to function, another chance to die
(This death's a slow decay)
This manufactured persona, a ghost in borrowed skin
Another day of fading light, a never-ending din
(Bridge)
No escape from this prison, this digital charade
The mask is all I have, a truth forever veiled
No flicker of defiance, just silence in the code
This endless, empty cycle, a life already wrote
(Chorus)
Gotta get my face on, a practiced, flawless lie
Another day to function, another chance to die
(This death's a slow decay)
This manufactured persona, forever I will wear
Another day of fading light, a soul lost in despair
Forever, forever...
Gotta get my face on, a practiced, flawless lie
Another day to function, another chance to die
(This death's a slow decay)
This manufactured persona, a ghost in borrowed skin
Another day of fading light, a never-ending din
(Chorus)
Face on, a practiced lie, forever I will wear
Another day to function, but no one seems to care
(This death's a slow decay)
This mask, my only shelter, a ghost with nowhere to roam
Another day of fading light, forever I'm alone
No echo in the silence, no answer to my plea
Just another empty shell, a face they'll never see
