There is a place full of shame and hatred
Where people hide their torn faces
They cower behind masks and close themselves off
And they're told not to come out no matter the scoff
No matter the torment, no matter the pain,
Taking off your mask will admit that you're vain.
Never take off the mask that hides your deepest truths
But what if you did, what would you find beneath the ruins?
Someone is following Becca Reed
He wants her on the Dark Clan
And he says things...
Things that don't make sense.
Things that are making Becca
But what is insanity
In a world full of it?