Smoke Screen - Jehst, Ennio Lion, Mr Thing

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

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

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

Smoke screen

Everything and nothing

I hide my face from the world as it is

I’m buried to my neck in waste

Still cover up my face

When I’m in the ground, I’ll be buried with a frown

I’m buried to my neck in waste

Still cover up 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