Up is down and down is up,
Covering with their makeup.
Right is left and left is right,
Cower, run, before the light.

Stop placing a mask over your feelings keep trying to break the glass ceiling you've placed on your dreams
It seems as if your harsh criticism has locked your thoughts down in a dream bending prism turning them into broken thoughts and shattered ideas the tears of your subconscious are clogging your brain stem
So be honest with yourself and them

Stop the masquerade