True colours show through the thickest skin  we wear a mask, hide in the shadows  our identities are misconceptions  i found an open book with all it's words erased  i wrote mine in pen but its been dropped in the water  the ink has bled and it's never really dried  i've skinned my knees and hidden the scars  everyone wishes for more than they have  you can't pawn your life for a tired dream  behind eyes is a heart of gold  but it's worth nothing at all if you don't let it show