Masks by Pol

(Oh) no more hiding what you seek
With a mask
Oh boy, you’re a man’

And the blind, hard-faced, cold-eyed
Even making a stand

The dance repeats,
A mirror to your play

(We’re) wearing masks in a house
That ain’t ours
And were lying for prey

(Dis-moi ce que tu vois maintenant)
I’m feeling so red now
(‘Tu crois, c’est moi?')
(Je mets un masque)

(Dis-moi ce que tu vois maintenant)
It’s showtime, all night
(‘Tu crois, c’est moi?')
(Je mets un masque)

I hold you tight, by your hand
And still
We’re losing our grip

It is not a trait of mine 
to resign
No, will never give in

You smile, you shout, you cry
I can read from your eyes 

(Yes) with a look so plastic
So cold 
Yet so truly alive

Shout!
Masks
Shout!
Masks

(Now) you’re hunting down the beat
Made of glass
Are you careful at all?

(And) in the rain of their fever
Unnoticed
We are destined to fall

The dance repeats
C’est quoi votre vrai visage?

Or you’re trying for life
Here to greet 
What your mask won’t reveal?

(Dis-moi ce que tu vois maintenant)
I’m feeling so red now
(‘Tu crois, c’est moi?')
(Je mets un masque)

(Dis-moi ce que tu vois maintenant)
It’s showtime, all night
(‘Tu crois, c’est moi?')
(Je mets un masque)

Once a color, now a name
What’s to say?
That’s a thought to embrace

(And) now the drum beats louder       
Venez voir
From a mask to a face

Shout!
Masks
Shout!
Masks

• Alternative
• New Romantic
• new romantic
• new wave
• postpunk
• Paris