All the days we all are strange. Can't change our ways, like moths to flames All the ways to feel the pain, and drag our names through mud and rain We're all the same running a race. The winner isn't in first place It goes to those who chose to lace, the lies and hate with mud. CLAYFACE! A constant battle for us to straddle, the line Between the oceans, of our compulsions, and mind Put your mask on. Deal with it. Hope you'll be fine But if you're not, swim don't seek and choose fight over flight We all hold false face, to give out pleasantries Wide eyed with a smile to impress and please All the while it's a guile while we crack and bleed On the inside from the lies that we're forced to speak What's exactly wrong with showing how you truly feel? What if we wanted to rise up and reach for something real? I have a feeling this outlook is just a mute appeal All asleep, awake and weep. Arrange your face and storm the field This is what life is. A mixtape of lies Like Matt Hagen, play the part until you reach demise But I say not today. Now open up your eyes Use the clay in playful ways. Embrace the face and demonize Don't know what to say. Don't know what to do. Why am I this way? Beaten black and blue? Fighting for a change. Searching for a truth. The only way to cope is to hide my face from you. CLAYFACE!! Moving forward fabricated just so we can be Accepted and validated in our society Make sure to cut a mouth in your face so that you can breathe But not too wide. Swallow your pride and shoosh. It's not your turn to speak No not today no more. It's time they understand It's time we take the world as hostage and give our demands We refuse to back down and endure all your reprimands All the tools that we will use were yours. Now under our command! You think we really care to talk about our day again? You think because our children play together we are friends? We're cycling through old clichés for other yarns to spin I'd be remiss to tell you this. So mold a smile, and now hence You might see a bright grin with a cordial mood Share a conversation. Seeming normal attitude But the agenda in the Clay is hidden far from you Trained our lives to stay polite, but deep inside you have no clue Don't know what to say. Don't know what to do. Why am I this way? Beaten black and blue? Fighting for a change. Searching for a truth. The only way to cope is to hide my face from you. CLAYFACE!! Eyes pried. Open wide. Under dirt and muck Mask free is the dream, but right now we're stuck Even though we all know that these times are tough Father time committed crimes by tangoing with lady luck Impatient for a change. We build our face with rage No more waiting for our turn to climb on center stage Our voices boom with range, and when the cleaning rains Drape our face in blood then you will understand we can't be tamed No more emotions just to satisfy the status quo No more doing what you say because you told us so Hence forth we're divorced. Now on your way you go Hope that you can swim because this current causes undertow We are a generation raised to be put into place Broke the rules, took a gamble, and we split the Ace None of us real, but believe we're building better days For our kids we'll take the sin. Anonymous. Just CLAYFACE Don't know what to say. Don't know what to do. Why am I this way? Beaten black and blue? Fighting for a change. Searching for a truth. The only way to cope is to hide my face from you. CLAYFACE!! Now I‘ve been wearing these masks willingly and they start to choke me Eyes behind the clay are unforgiving, dry, and sultry Decided to change, cleared my mind, repaired my brains Drop the Flovent caught my breath evolved into this Lion Mange