White Buffalo (The)

The Woods
Gone so long I stepped out of the woods I was misunderstood but in light of it all I sit back and check their disguise Their dark shallow eyes got lost in the haze of the light So I sit back and watch I see all their masks soon appear Long for the woods From this place I'll disappear They all strive to deviate from the norm But collectively swarm to be all the same To alter image prosthetics are worn Their primped plastic forms melt in the heat of the light Then I step to the light And see all their masks soon appear I long for the woods From this place I'll disappear From Letras Mania