Hands, over your heart, promising tears will dry, Promising words won't lie, just as you are. Smiles, covered in glass, shatters the light from within. The past is gone, my mask.
Jealous skies, you're in disguise. Your eyes, filled with lies, painting the morning light. Take my crown, you won't hold me down.
Standing my ground, chasing the shadows of doubt. Now that this fear, has turned into, something more.