Lyrics written by M^SK © 2025 M^SK. All rights reserved. Behind The Mask Everybody walkin’ around like they know themselves. Like they figured it out. But I swear— Most people ain’t even met themselves yet. You ever look in the mirror… and feel like you’re trespassing? (Verse 1) Wake up, brush teeth—same moves, same track, Same stranger lookin’ back with a crack in the act. I know that face—yeah, I’ve worn it for years, But them eyes? Man, they blink like they holdin’ back tears. I got versions of me I ain’t named out loud, Ones that smile at the crowd, ones that sink in the clouds. Sometimes I speak and don’t know who said it, Like I’m just a house and somebody else rented. We play roles—without scripts, without pause, Shake hands, small talk, hide claws in applause. “How you doin’?” “I’m good”—that’s the line we rehearse, But inside? It’s chaos, a crowd, maybe worse. (Hook) Behind the mask—we all walk blind, Echoes of selves we ain’t yet defined. Who are you when the lights go dark? Do you know that shape? Do you know that heart? Behind the mask—we all pretend, But even in silence, the lies don’t end. We all wear faces that we made to last— But none of them fit. They just part of the mask. (Verse 2) You ever feel weird in your own skin? Like your bones don’t belong to the life you’re in? I’ve been kind, been cruel, been soft, been stone, I’ve been crowded by people and still felt alone. We all shapeshift—adapt, adjust, Put on a voice, walk tall, fake trust. But underneath the smooth, there’s a glitch in the code, Like we downloaded selves from a system that froze. See, I ain’t sayin’ we fake, just layered and lost, Tryin’ to find a “me” that don’t come at a cost. And every person I meet? Same puzzle inside, Tryna match their face to the ghost they hide. (Hook) (Bridge) People are as strange as they are strangers. I see them in cafés, at lights, in the mirror— laughin’, scrollin’, breathin’. But I don’t think they’re really here. And I don’t think I am either. (Verse 3) We put on a smile like it’s armor and gold, But underneath—man, most of us cold. We want peace, but don’t know what it means, Just copy and paste from recycled dreams. I’ve been me… but I’ve been him and her too, Played roles I didn’t audition to do. There’s no “real me”—just echoes and frames, Just masks with different tags and names. And maybe that’s human— To not really know. To walk with a stranger wherever you go. But if you stop… if you stare… Maybe you’ll find someone almost there. (Final Hook) Behind the mask—we all walk blind, Echoes of selves we ain’t yet defined. Who are you when the lights go dark? Do you know that shape? Do you know that heart? Behind the mask—we all pretend, But even in silence, the lies don’t end. We all wear faces, built to outlast— But deep down… We all hide behind the mask. (Outro) You ever wonder if the real you ever made it out? Or if you left him somewhere along the way… Just waitin’. Behind the mask.