(Hofstede)
Cover up the pretty faces
Cover up the eyes and the lips
And the things we love
Under a mask
Oh what a feeling it is
Oh what a feeling it is to be unknown
Under a mask
I wanna know
Is it really your face
I wanna know
Are they really your eyes
I wanna know
If I'm looking at a replica
Cover up the angry faces
Cover up the hate and the cries
And the things we fear
Under a mask
Oh what a feeling it is
Oh what a feeling it is to be alive

Under a mask
I want to be alone
I want to stay here on my own
In the middle of nowhere
I hide my body and soul there
And now it's your turn to strip bare
Put it off slowly
Cover up the ugly faces
Cover up the tears and the smiles
And the things we hide under a mask
Cover up slowly
I wanna know
Is this really your face
Show it
I wanna know what is your face
Show it