Текст песни Masquerade - Dylan

I think us girls protect ourselves
Through painting our skin in metallic gold
We party downstairs and drink for our sins

Look to follow the other models
Chasing likes in a filtered life
Reveal ourselves when the numbers fall

Lose our clothes, lose our minds
No one knows what happens on the inside
Lose all power of control
Masters of our own disguise

Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to your dying days
In your new found fame you'll hide your face
As part
Of your new masquerade

Empty souls
Inside our masked ball
Expensive wine
A cheap state of mind
We lay down low in hope
Of getting high

Lose our clothes, lose our minds
No one knows what happens on the inside
Lose all power of control
Masters of our own disguise

Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to your dying days
In your new found fame you'll hide your face
As part
Of your new masquerade

Lose your mind, lose your soul
If you lose your mask
You lose it all

Welcome to the masquerade
Welcome to your dying days
In your new found fame you'll hide your face
As part
Of your new masquerade
Welcome to your dying days
Of your new masquerade