Galezard Project - Erase My Face!

We pretend that we're good, we pretend that we're fine.
But the battery's low and the illusion is dead,
Too many fake words that you whispered instead.
We are high on the screen, but we're low on the soul,
Just two broken pieces that lose all control.
She's typing, typing, what you gonna say, the game is on,
We don't wanna play.
I'm so lonely in this crowded room, dancing with my shadow,
Hiding from the moon.
Hit the bass, erase my face.