The Currency of Masks

One face Just one Hard to keep the spine straight when the room keeps spinning Let the needle drop Shifting shapes in a crowded room Chameleon skin under a plastic moon You tell em what they want to hear to catch a breeze Bending the posture just to stay at ease A different dialect for every name But when the curtains close its the same old game Trading your gravity for temporary grace Forgetting the architecture of your own face Social survival a shield made of glass Hoping the scrutiny will quickly pass But the foundation is starting to creak When the approval you hunt is the only thing you seek Smile to the mirror then you bleed the ink Heavy in the room but you never blink The courage is quiet when the targets near Whispering the venom in a safer ear The currency is moving the ledgers getting long But tell me who collects when the warmth is gone Keep it one faced let the shadows fall You cant build a home with a moving wall The networks cross and the mirrors break How much truth can a counterfeit take One spine one light one design Before the masks slip away in the night Yeah Keep it one faced Trading secrets like a silver dime Buying short-term status in a borrowed time You take the vulnerability they gave in the dark And use the embers just to light your own spark For Group A youre a saint for Group B a king But a puppet never cares who is pulling the string Machiavellian steps on a brittle floor Leaving a trail of ghosts by the exit door But the ultimate irony of playing the divide Is that you run out of corners where the ghost can hide Because Person B is watching how you treat Person A They calculate the rhythm of the words you say They know when you leave the cycle repeats And the trust evaporates on the empty streets Now the paradox locks and the networks entwine An isolated ruler with a broken spine Keep it one faced let the shadows fall You cant build a home with a moving wall The networks cross and the mirrors break How much truth can a counterfeit take One spine one light one design Before the masks slip away in the night Wipe the paint off Let the real skin breathe No more trading secrets Just Keep it one faced