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A mask of paper mache made from the advertisements you sold
The ones you used to distribute
But, oh, I never know, oh, I never know

By now, I've forgotten your face, a blank stare onto a blank slate

Moved on to a new scene, I am yet to accept that
And neither are they but it is the truth, the harsh truth

An excuse I understood, nonetheless, I formed that blank stare

I thought I would know, I was wrong again
I thought I would've seen it coming, I was wrong again
I thought I would've seen it coming again, I was wrong again
I thought I would know, again, I thought I was wrong

A mask of paper mache made from the advertisements you sold
The ones you used to distribute
Oh, I never know, oh, oh I never know