Where have you been?
Been searching all along,
Confacing twilight on and on
Without a clue,
Without a sign,
Without grasping yet,
The real question to be asked
Where have I been?
I'm a chef-chefter,
at Boots Masquerade
Hiding both face and mind,
all free for you
to draw I'm a chef-chefter,
what else should I be?
Just don't take off my mask,
reveal in dark
Moments of calm
Nothing left to be found
A mirror right in front of me
That's where I find
An empty glass
Reflecting that sad truth
It's telling words not to be told
I need that mask
I'm a shop shifter,
at boost masquerade
Heart in both face and mind
All free for you to draw I'm a shop shifter,
chained down to my core
Please don't take off my mask My place to hide
I can't tell you
how to see me
a cage of bones, there's nothing inside
will it unleash me?
burning down the walls,
is there a way
for me to break?
I'm a shelf shifter,
at Paul's masquerade
I'm hiding both face and mind,
all free for you to throw
I'm a shapeshifter,
have no face to show
Please don't take off my mask,
my disguise