Mask Machine - Flying Colors

Rows and rows of aisles for miles

And intercoms with screens that smile

And angry hands continue shaking

A hole as large as humankind

With no redeeming thing to buy

Calls to every soul worth saving

Welcome to the mask machine

Be someone else forever

We see the labels in my head

We’re beautiful, our boss is dead

There’s nothing like an ego feeding

And when I get what I deserve

With love for sale and gold for dirt

I’ll worship every fleeting aching

Welcome to the mask machine

Be someone else forever

Make me extra small

Beautiful and tall

Be anyone else forever

Fill my void

I want too much

Peel the layers one by one

A mask beneath a mask, undone

To shine the light on real and wild

And turn the world from dead to child

Peel the layers one by one

A mask beneath a mask, undone

To shine the light on real and wild

And turn the world from dead to child

When I get what I deserve

With love for sale and gold for dirt

I’ll worship every fleeting aching

Welcome to the mask machine

You can be someone else forever

Make me extra small

Beautiful and tall

Be anyone else forever