pretendingtobesomeoneelse
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We ask the question,
Why lie?
Well you see,
We aren’t the only ones being lied to
Everything is lies
Did I ask for your opinion?The pizza guy is asking for my numbergive him one i found in the phonebookoh what a shame i could be sometimes Did I make you cry?Pour a drink and wait in line
How can you find,
Who you are,
When you're constructed of lies?
Everyone thinks they know me,
Thinks they know how I feel,
How I think,
What makes me sing,
Makes me breathe,
No name can fit this hollow mess of flesh, so try another and carve a new facade wear it today, a new one tomorrow as yesterday's skin has decayed into a rotten mesh of bruised and bloated purple-green. I know! lets create our own!
