Escape The Masquerade

Broke through the paper, inks and lines Reality's call, boy, it's so divine A Technicolor world for me to find Mmm, that waking life, wish it could be mine Why do I stay in this penciled zoo? Lord, real life's out there, need to break on through Pinch of pigment, dash of shade My friends and I playing this masquerade But still I long for wind on my face To jump off the page, join the human race In their laughter, I curiously groove For that breath of fresh air, I must make my move