The glow

Is mold

Behold

The show

Nobody knows my name

Promises fear the shame

Sell you the tricks of the trade

Locked in a rolling state

To tow the line, you'll say goodbye, like it or not, training

To analyze, taking a ride, movements aside, I stay

Here for a while, back in the file, fake it or not, trading

Outlets of mine, for every line, need to remind, that I’m

Hurt by a single taste

Dropped in a restless lake

Distance can lead to decay

Polished in every way

Two separate hands

Intertwined

Singing high

Don't play that trick

Laugh when it sticks

Don't play that trick

They think I’m sick

First

One to see

The last call

Which one is me?

Contrast the fall

The last call

Tight undress your life's a vest

I finally guess this present mess

Quiet test, a liar's nest hits me

I know that the ideas out

The ideas out

Don't play tricks on me

Don't play tricks on me