Fake all these petty problems and all I do is leave a note
The faint scent of surface cleaner and empty beer bottles
Call my grandma phone static feels like sandpaper
Tell her I've got big plans that I'll call her back later
So I cut the cord for a while
Try to figure out my disguise
One that masks my mouth and not my eyes
My disguise
My disguise
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Thought it would never come to this
It would never resolve itself
But here I am, armed and ready for the next day
Watch myself approaching a giant black hole
That will keep me occupied for a few weeks
Take my strength, take my pride
But you should never take my side
Because I'll only end up working against myself
So I cut the cord for a while
Try to figure out my disguise
One that masks my mouth and not my eyes
My disguise
My disguise