Baskerville Jones - Masquerade

They say no one has to be perfect;
They say love is blind and has no boundary.
But the more I go I realize I - I never felt
The unconditional, it’s only available to their idea of me.

All I want is to be a part
Of a photographic pose of happy, but
A masquerade is a lonely place
With painted faces

I don’t wanna lose myself
It’s all I’ve got
And truth is they don’t really care about me
In this game of charades, is there room for the player? (Player)

I know a man, he’s got no face and got the world on his shoulders.
And everyday, he’s parading the marks that the world has given to him.
He’s trusting that the world is spinning on (trustin’, trustin’)
More than a lie, (more than a lie)
And always searching for a reason
But he doesn’t know that it’s in him’s the reason why

All I want is to be a part
Of a photographic pose of happy, but
A masquerade is a lonely place (a lonely place)
With painted faces

I don’t wanna lose myself
It’s all I’ve got
But truth is they don’t really care about me
In this game of charades, is there room for the player? (Player)

No, no.

You see, I tried to play the game of life
Walking where they told me, blind.
But I found myself alone in my disguise,
And I lost a part of me.

All I want is to be a part
Of a photographic pose of happy, but
A masquerade is a lonely place
With painted faces

I don’t wanna lose myself
All I want is to be a part
Of a photographic pose of happy, but
(I might give a little, I might take a little)
A masquerade is a lonely place
With painted faces

They don’t give a damn about me!

Written by:
LATISHA BASKERVILLE

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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Missing Link Music

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