Angst Lyrics - Masquerade

Scalpel peel that pout off your face 

Inhale funny fumes and back to rat race 

There's no sorrow, only happy thoughts 

Obscure your vision, let the cynical rot 

Somebody put something in my drink 

And it's affecting the way that I think 

Pretty patterns, involuntary laughter 

Let their chloroform cure your mood swings 

Tinseltowns serving candy substances 

Depression becomes series of trances 

Scalpel peel that pout off your face 

'Cause world's nothing but a fucking pretty place