Behind the Skin
Jacob Westfall ↗A psychological song about identity and the masks we wear.
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[Verse 1] Fingers pressed deep in my eyes while I spill out all the lies, For if you knew the face I wore was not the one I had before. Placed in a box, it rots and warps, soon to be a rotting corpse, Trying to shoo away the flies it needs to feed before it dies. So much history, so much lore, It's why I hide it behind a door. For if it's found there'll be reports, And they'll drag my name through courts.
[Pre-Chorus] I've built these walls from bone and shame, Changed my voice and changed my name. Every mirror tells a tale Of someone lost beneath the veil.
[Chorus] Don't look too close behind the skin, You might find where I've been. Every smile, every disguise, Just another alibi. I wear a mask, I play the part, Keep the darkness from my heart. Who I am and who they see, Are strangers sharing one body.
[Verse 2] Every secret leaves a stain, Every memory leaves a chain. Lock them tight and hide the key, Pray nobody follows me. Dust collects upon the shelf, Filled with pieces of myself. Some I buried, some I burned, Some are lessons never learned. The man they praise, the man they know, Is just the face I choose to show. A painted saint, a crafted role, Guarding what remains of soul.
[Pre-Chorus] I've rehearsed these lines for years, Built foundations out of fears. If the truth escaped tonight, Would anyone survive the light?
[Chorus] Don't look too close behind the skin, You might find where I've been. Every smile, every disguise, Just another alibi. I wear a mask, I play the part, Keep the darkness from my heart. Who I am and who they see, Are strangers sharing one body.
[Bridge] Behind the door the shadows wait, Twisted by the hands of fate. Not a monster, not a saint, Just a portrait covered in paint. And if the locks should someday break, If the dead should finally wake, Will they see me as I am, Or condemn what they can't understand?
[Final Chorus] Don't look too close behind the skin, You might find where I've been. Every smile, every disguise, Just another alibi. I wear a mask, I play the part, Keep the darkness from my heart. Who I was and who I'll be, Are still at war inside of me.
[Outro] Fingers pressed deep in my eyes, Still protecting all the lies. For the face beneath the one I wear May never find the open air.