Exposure

Thoose tiny words are burning flames,
Melting every plastic face,
If you confuse the smile with the grin,
They maul to your seventh skin.

Everyone's just a metaphor,
Some clich�-s and locked doors,
With covered eyes searching for what's worth living for.
Open your heart for the candlelight,
Search the rainbow before it turns to grey
And make it stay.

It doesn't matter at all anything fools talk,
All you are it's beneath your forehead,
Let your disguise fall, life's not a carnival,
Unveil your secret,
Don't let yourself get stuck in others shell,
Escape from clowns and move into yourself.