Lies
Not eyes
Are on you
You need to demonstrate
Worth to those who hate
Falsehoods and lies
Truth in disguise
Whispers comprise
A doubt in my heart
Blinding my eyes
Sorrow and sighs
Darkness will rise
My world falls apart
To live is to lie
To lie is to fall
To fall from grace
Is the greatest life of all
I'm walking by a place,
A place that has lost its reason to walk by.
Now I look at it with a somber face and a heavy heart.
I do recall the times i was here,
the joy and cause I had to visit here.
But its not those reasons that make me low.
Not the nostolgiac talks or even the cause of the past that weighs on my soul.
It is the joy of then, and lack of it now that brings me low.
The smiles that were, the smiles that aren't and smiles that could have been
The smiles that could have been.
Now instead I walk falsely,
to make light of what weighs heavy.
To make light of what weighs heavy.
I hold my head a little higher, stand a little straighter,
work a little harder; work a little too hard.
Joke a little more, laugh a little louder and smile,
Smile a little too much.
To make light of what weighs heavy at the place I'm walking by.
I tried to find the way to go, I tried to find the road to hope, I tried so hard that I got lost. I tried searching for my sole as I feel like I ain't got one.
Who's fault is it? who's to blame? Me that's who?
Listening to all the lies people tell you. Controlling your life from a young age, always telling you what you can and not do, that's there way!
making you believe in a religion from young so you get used to believing that God will help you. Ain't till you realise that all you have got in life, you have got it yourself. That's when you become more self-aware of life's doings.
You become a god walking a world that he and only himself controls with his mind. But for some people they choose the easy way out and try to hide, praying on there hands and knees to a god in the sky. The truth is that the world is a big lie a big disguise, only you can un- mask the truth within your life.
His plan to run for president is to trick them into thinking he’s the best they can get.
His campaign call is to build a wall, claiming without it, the country will fall.
He sings a song to lock the doors, with a refrain that says, "Let in no more".
However, give the key to those who look like me.
He says, that campaign will work for me.
He’ll plant no seeds of hope and care, but place acres and acres of tares and despair.
Adding to his song a chorus:
“The way to maintain peace, is to ban the Middle East"
A catchy phrase that's bound to amaze.
Keep them singing and they will miss the true meaning.
When the singing stops, he will have done his part, and found his seat where Barack use to sleep.
The hell with trade, listen to him and we've got it made.
The way to win the race is to point fingers, and claim disgrace.
Experience and accomplishment does not a president make.
It's all about the money; don't you get that yet?
It's slight of hand and misdirection.
To the Oval Office is where he’s meant.
Make no mistake he’s headed in that direction.
An investment in his own future is the end in all of this.
If a few of you can sing his song and follow along, jump on the bandwagon and sing the daylong.
If you don't know the words, fake it, it’s usually how he makes it.
Just remember one simple trick, pick a group, doesn't matter who, make them the bad guy, doesn't matter if it's true.
It's good to have to deflect off of you.
Add them to the song and keep singing along, with a catchy beat, he will never meet defeat.
Please lock the door behind you!
Verse 1:
If you tell me that
You don't care about us
About today, tomorrow, and the future
Then I won't care about us either.
Chorus:
All the lies you've fed me
Made me cold and indifferent.
With a blacken heart,
I move on without you.
Verse 2:
I betray myself
To fulfill your expectations.
Quietly, lightly, I won't care about afterwards
As long as you are happy.
Bridge:
Rain falls down the rooftops
Falling down the window panes
Of my dreams.
I let you go.
Last-Chorus:
I've come to realize
That life is much better off
Once you are gone.
Farewell, my lover.
I hear whistles, vivid, perfect
lovely laughs in the walkways
Captivated by this garden
can’t tear away my gaze
The roses bend so easily
to a simple stranger’s will
Broken petals on the pavement
I’m unsuspecting still
Splashes of blinding white
among the deep bloodred,
should have somehow warned me
about all the lies you said
The devil’s garden told me
to walk on alone with you
The devil’s roses fooled me,
bitter liquid smelled like truth
But the roses sing to me
with a tempting breeze
I can’t recall these stories
because no one would tell me
Now everything is covered in
a layer of beautiful deceit,
thorns in my throat,
gagging on the sickly sweet