Painted Faces

In chains Like Alice trading Wonderland for fame The rabbits run away to save their legs From all the fortune hungry types Feels like innocence is fleeting all the time Keep it up Wonder if I'm good enough Look around at everyone competing for a dime I'm tired of scraping by the minimum Wishing I could see from someone else's frame of mind Painted faces bathed in light Twisted signs In their eyes become A scary white Everybody likes to like Is it what we want Or are we just going blind? Falling behind Weakened by the weight on my spine I search to find a spark to ignite For some guidance Hoping for the day I'm not chased By fear of what world has coming Of what I'll become Take it off Can we fight it off? Can we wash it all away? Painted faces bathed in light Twisted signs In their eyes become A scary white Everybody likes to like Is it what we want Or are we just going blind?