[Intro] Saw the picture Read the room Made your judgment Probably too soon (Heh.) [Hook] Profiling Saw the surface, called it fact Typecast You were looking at a mask Saw the picture, formed your notions Never questioned all my motions Profiling— You were profiling a mask [Verse 1] Saw the women, saw the parties (Heh.) Playboy profile, easily classified Thought you knew exactly why Never checked behind the tie Camera flash, another story (Heh.) Let you think you read the room Funny thing about a costume— Sometimes truth is just perfume Every picture, same conclusion (Heh.) Every clip, another clue Funny how you built a person From the parts I let you view Always laughing in the pictures (Heh.) So you figured life was light Never wondered why the laughter Sounds a little cracked at night [Bass Break] [Hook] Profiling Saw the surface, called it fact Typecast You were looking at the mask Saw the picture, formed your notions Never questioned all my motions Profiling— You were profiling the mask [Verse 2] Saw me standing with the crowd (Heh.) So you figured that was mine Never asked why I was there Just connected every line Saw the fans around the table (Heh.) Saw the women by my side Called the image evidence Never checked what lived inside Public face and private reasons (Heh.) Different rooms and different roles You kept counting all the bodies Never bothered counting goals Thought the party was the person (Heh.) Thought attention was the aim Saw the company around me Then assigned me all their names [Piano Stabs] [Spoken] You profiled the mask (Heh.) [Verse 3] Lipstick on a pig (Heh.) Still smells like shit Rose by another name Still smells like it Change the clothes, change the lighting (Heh.) Change the angle, change the frame Dress assumption up as knowledge Still a lie by any other name You drew conclusions from the costume (Heh.) Called the evidence complete Never noticed what was missing From the picture at your feet [Beat Drops] [Spoken] You have been weighed You have been measured And you have been found wanting (Heh.) [Final Hook] Profiling Saw the surface, called it fact Typecast You were looking at the mask Saw the picture, formed your notions Never questioned all my motions Profiling— You were profiling the mask [Bass Outro] Saw the women (Heh.) Saw the parties Saw the smile Saw the mask You saw everything— Except me
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