Pictures are our way to capture a moment

Moments so perfect we would frame them Now, what I see are fake facades

A way for them to mask their appearance

Look around, find the truth

I see you laughing across the street

But is that really you?

Or is it just a mask holding your face?

Oh how you've masked your depression You've just made it worse

Just to see hearts, you sold your personality

A call for help, I don't think so

It's a call to wear masks

Show them who you are, go on

Don't make them believe a lie