Stripped

Stripped

The mask on our faces, the clothes we wear

the self I am, the else I was

I am going to be stripped.

So will you be and so it be

thats when we'll meet face to face.

Ace on ace,

back to base

again we meet face to face.

The spark we show, how cold we are?

This song I sing sounds so farce.

Dawn we shook hands, greeted and wished

dusk we did it, cried and bitched.

Will I be stripped?

Yes, I will be

so will all be and so it be.

I am the king, she is my queen

we have no kids, we still show glee.

I'll be stripped once bones go brittle

and she'll be, when I'm no more.

Is there a way I can be spared?

God said 'No! you shall be stripped'

So shall god be and so it be

Thats when we'll meet face to face.

Phase after phase

life is a maze

we end with meeting face to face.

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