But what I've given you is a false sense of reality.

A bit of truth, twisted into an abnormality 

Take the filter, let it go. 

The one thing that you'll never know,

Is how one struggles when the lens cap is on.

No one wants to show you who they really are

There it is, the insecurities written on my sleeves

Tell me, how can I show you who I am, 

When you're all I want to be?

We pose for pictures,

Trying to freeze a moment in time

When will we notice that what we've just captured,

Is a lie?

 

No camera's high quality

Can produce the true picture

Of what really goes on

When you remove the filter