There are acres and acres
Of conic hats and noise makers
Weed out the fakers
Take off his mask and I will take hers

I will take hers

You're shying, retracting
The world knows that you're play acting
Your facade is cracking
You've been found out, so stop unpacking

Stop unpacking

Remove the straps
The room lets out a gasp
Behold
What is
Underneath what we all see?
White mystery

If vacuuming makes you cry,
Then why do you do it so much?
The carpet's clean
No amount of pruning's gonna change anything