Badface - CRIMER

Dear God is really all what I’m seeing

As I recall a face it’s always true meaning

Where are my wounds, lord?

Nothing accepted, it’s all undercover

Those pretty parts they’re built to misdirect us

And even if I would have to expose it all

Deciding there’s a just like a concrete wall

Now matter how hard we try

We can never show our soul

Call me Dorian, I don’t even know how to paint

I’m too afraid to make this evil come alive, yeah

Where are my wounds, lord?

Nothing accepted, it’s still undercover

Those pretty parts they’re built to misdirect us, yeah, yeah

And even if I would have to expose it all

Deciding there’s a just like a concrete wall

Now matter how hard we try

We can never show our soul

We can not make it stop

So we just let it go

This ugly face of ours

Cause we can’t make it stop

No, we can’t make it stop, yeah

So we just let it go

Cause we can’t make it stop

This ugly face of ours

Of ours, yeah