truth = death

i'm easily replaced

more than ever, defaced

and soon enough than never, deceased

and never missed



i'm just like everyone here

everybody on their death beds have become forgotten by the masses

became a memory forbidden

few even bother to remember

and then they're forgotten again



everybody's hiding something from somebody else

there's a side to everyone, they're keeping away from view

everyone's just keeping it in, keeping it all in to stay alive

we've all got a dark side we don't want them to acknowledge

because then we'd be lesser in their eyes

maybe we are all just lesser, without anybody to say so

we're all flawed, but we want them all to think we're perfect

nobody bothers to try to find out the truth, no one going behind the skin



we're all just blind, but maybe it's better this way

maybe it's better to live out this lie and never know the truth



the truth is death and death is the truth

truth brings about death, death brings about truth

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