(Hofstede)



Cover up the pretty faces

Cover up the eyes and the lips

And the things we love

Under a mask

Oh what a feeling it is

Oh what a feeling it is to be unknown

Under a mask

I wanna know

Is it really your face

I wanna know

Are they really your eyes

I wanna know

If I'm looking at a replica



Cover up the angry faces

Cover up the hate and the cries

And the things we fear

Under a mask

Oh what a feeling it is

Oh what a feeling it is to be alive

Under a mask

I want to be alone

I want to stay here on my own

In the middle of nowhere

I hide my body and soul there

And now it's your turn to strip bare

Put it off slowly



Cover up the ugly faces

Cover up the tears and the smiles

And the things we hide under a mask

Cover up slowly

I wanna know

Is this really your face

Show it

I wanna know what is your face

Show it