Itxura

Oh oh oh

Behind the mask
Without any importance being hidden
In front of people
Representing what I want to see
Like in poems
You are looking for the perfect rhyme
But inside you
You don't believe in that image

Always not wanting to notice in the hands of appearance
Repeating everything, ignoring attention
Built bones without protection
Bought attitude, in exchange for silence

At the door of fame
Showing without criteria
In the network of lies
Dreaming with followers every day
Like actors
You have the first plan desired
But inside you
You don't find any room

Always not wanting to notice in the hands of appearance
Repeating everything, ignoring attention
Built bones without protection
Bought attitude, in exchange for silence

What do we want to show above the skin?
What conditions does the image impose?
Why are we all behind the mask?
What is your best face?
What is your best face?
What is your best face?

Always not wanting to notice in the hands of appearance
Repeating everything, ignoring attention
Built bones without protection
Bought attitude, in exchange for silence
Always not wanting to notice in the hands of appearance
Repeating everything, ignoring attention
Built bones without protection
Bought attitude, in exchange for silence