My horror mask, my camouflage
I cannot take it off
It's grafted on with nimble stitch
You see me as through fog
I tell a lie with this disguise
I beat around the bush
The latch is on
The blinds are down
In me, you cannot trust

For the man underneath is a China plate
He's the wings of a butterfly
He's the snowman when the sun comes up
He's the cracking of the ice

My horror mask, my camouflage
I cannot bear the thought
The mirror crack'd, a witches curse
I am not what I ought
A method act I cannot shake
Medusa, Minotaur
The lights are off, no veritas
Lugosi at the door

For the man underneath is a China plate
He's the wings of a butterfly
He's the snowman when the sun comes up
He's the cracking of the ice
He's a Jekyll to the Hyde


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My Horror Mask song meanings
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