| Who are you to think you can imitate foolishness
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| for the world when you’re handed the crown,
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| dishing out lies to an open crowd.
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| With every word you speak, they follow with altered conception,
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| pursuing you as a power of some sort
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| from within you have no direction.
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| Masses choke on the scripts you have been force feeding them.
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| When there’s nothing left to lay them to rest, they’re driven to the end.
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| The artificial backed by an army of apathy, basking in glory.
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| Stories they’re forcing down the throats of those who believe,
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| with lies they’re preaching.
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| You have no face in my eyes, no true light to show anyone
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| I hope they see what I see, just a dark and empty fake.
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| Dark and empty fake,
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| Dark and empty fake.
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| Constructing empires of lies that will crumble in time
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| Fate will come to bury you whole once you lose control.
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| The artificial backed by an army of apathy, basking in glory.
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| Stories they’re forcing down the throats of those who believe,
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| with lies they’re preaching.
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| When they find the key that will unlock your identity,
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| no one will follow or live in your shadow now.
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| I hope they see what I see, just a dark and empty fake |