Running endless races
Changing lanes
And changing places
Switching names
Adjustable faces
Masks with pretty laces
The world's a surgeon
Creating empty spaces
Without leaving traces
Prefabricated personalities
Fitting for all cases
But in between phases
Somehow our eyes will embrace
Your look carving my face
Out of the thick haze
As new life lies erases
Hypocrisy through grace
And truthfulness replaces
Show me the real you
And I'll show you the real me
Until we have faces