The shit we all thought was real,
Yes the one we keep telling our mind to believe
just some mirage we all planted by ourselves
We know, we only play blind
Falling into deep waters
Getting drowned with ignorance
Claiming to know God
Fucking hypocrites living in false body
Yes I am talking to you
You know yourself
You disgust me, I disgust myself as well
Hiding the truth in glasses that will break someday
Avoiding the massacre we built unknown
We are no different
We won't be
But who knows, it could all come again
Again to hurt me and you
Again to taunt us
Maybe more this time,
If we survive, I hope we have a book
To write it all, some truth
Don't tell it all
Man don't need that much knowledge
Folktales, 19
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