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Words tainted with lies
That come so naturally
Even more normal
Than speaking the truth

The world of the real
Isn't where we want to live
It lacks the appeal
Of a world set in dreams

The fantasies
And exciting lies
Are more alluring
Extremely interesting

Until we are wounded
By the lies of others
The fake people
And their illusions

The only real thing
In this world of lies
Is the blades of poison
That cut us deeply

We bleed profusely
And as we try to heal
Each cloth we grab
Turns into smoke

In this counterfeit world
We started with one lie
To make us seem interesting
We ended up living a farce