Earthly possessions, earthly possessions;
At most they’re all of my greatest confessions
As the mask I so love to wear over my face
Is a mask made out of chameleon skins-
It grants me a shrewd changing appearance,
Camouflaging myself, to fit in with the crowd.
Jul 6, 2024
Jul 6, 2024 at 11:34 AM UTC
Earthly possessions, earthly possessions;
At most they’re all of my greatest confessions
As the mask I so love to wear over my face
Is a mask made out of chameleon skins-
It grants me a shrewd changing appearance,
Camouflaging myself, to fit in with the crowd.
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