White Mask (feat. Janie Jones)

I've done my time walking around in a blurry line Wasting my golden pen on your paper Thinking this would make me happier than before I'm tired of being accused of an innocent crime Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Cigarette smoke Your masked face is following me and I don't want it anymore Walking down the drawn out street I can't ignore How many times must I leave before I don't come back How many times must I cry before I forget the past Are you looking to the past? Cause I'm looking to the past Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Cigarette smoke Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Her white mask follows wherever I go like the eyes of a painting or cigarette smoke Cigarette smoke