The Face (demo version) Lyrics

Dodging the gaze of the palisades

They are way beyond the bottom line

Brushing it off, keep it easy to make-believe

This is a gentle tide

They've been jacking up the price of sand

Right before the rise

Smiling as we sink into the slime

They will take the back door just in time

Betting on a rogue wave to arrive

But something else is watching from the edges just outside

And The Face is growing

The Face is growing

Let it grow

Hesitate away the chance

See the window coming down like a lid

They drape a heavy cloth around the cage

To tame the misbehaving swift

Into the fear-lace, wide-eyed lifter of the hands

Another dazzled by the grifters in command

But doubled down the blood begins to rise

The chin, the cheek, the tongue, the teeth, the eyes

Filling up the room, it multiplies

And The Face is growing

The Face is growing

The Face is growing