I'm crying on the inside, but tears don't seem to flow.
I'm becoming my mask, my wounds will never show.
My hearts in a flask, a flask of cold hard snow.
Hiding behind this mask, my pain is worse than you know!
I'm crying on the inside, but tears don't seem to flow.
I'm becoming my mask, my wounds will never show.
My hearts in a flask, a flask of cold hard snow.
Hiding behind this mask, my pain is worse than you know!