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Mask On

V6-MINI

[Intro] Sometimes people need to be set straight... (Yeah how so?) I've put up with enough shit to let this continue... (You gonna show em?) (You putting the mask on?) You fucking know it! [Verse 1] Back from the dead, shifting from the weight of my own dread, I got scars in the ledger, and I read every word you never said. You kept me bent, kept me quiet, kept your boot on my neck for sport, now I walk in with that same old look, and I don't need your fucking report. I was built in the break, I was forged in the burn, in the ache, you can laugh when I enter the room, but I'm the storm you made by mistake. You wanted a puppet, a mouth that folds, something soft you could step on blind, but I learned how to bite through ropes, and I came back with a sharper mind. [Pre-Chorus] Now the room goes still, when I lock that stare, you feel the truth, like cold steel air. You made this beast, with your hands and lies, now I stand up, and I don't apologize. [Chorus] Put the mask on I won't beg no more Put the mask on You can't use me anymore I was gold in your hands You treated me like dirt Now I rise from the damage And I make you feel the hurt [Verse 2] You talk big when I’m down, talk slick when you think I’m alone, but I learned every move you make from the cracks in the skin of your throne. You can keep all that poison, keep your fake little crown and grin, I’m the cost of your choices now, I’m the fire you fed back in. I don’t want your sorry, I don’t need your late-night plea, you don’t get to break a person then ask for the key to the key. I got love for the ones who were crushed, for the ones told shut up and stand by, for every soul that was dragged through hell and still found a way to survive. [Pre-Chorus] Now the room goes still, when I lock that stare, you feel the truth, like cold steel air. You made this beast, with your hands and lies, now I stand up, and I don't apologize. [Chorus] Put the mask on I won't beg no more Put the mask on You can't use me anymore I was gold in your hands You treated me like dirt Now I rise from the damage And I make you feel the hurt [Bridge] Funny how power turns hollow when the mirror starts to talk, when the names you threw like daggers come back walking down your block. I could burn you to cinders, but that ain't the lesson here, I just wanted my soul back, and I want it crystal clear. So keep your fear, keep your shame, keep your hands off what I made, I survived your best damn effort, now I'm done being afraid. [Final Chorus] Put the mask on I won't beg no more Put the mask on You can't use me anymore I was gold in your hands You treated me like dirt Now I rise from the damage And I make you feel the hurt [Outro] Back from the dead, and I mean what I said. (I'm done with your bullshit) (I'm done with your shit)