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Here I am, standing true
As this wave of bull**** conceals the blue
The sight of your mind is a trapdoor to hell
But it needs opening
As you cover those stars
That only become your scars

They tell you stories you want to believe
So you believe

So sing,sing away
Your empire stands on quicksand
It will crumble anyway
And I will be you
While you are me
Entering the final days of a world of misery

Burn your book of fiction
Think how you burned our dreams
Swallowing perfection
Satisfying greed

And you will feed her lies
Just to make her smile
And she smiles

So sing,sing away
Your empire stands on quicksand
It will crumble anyway
And I will be you
While you are me
Entering the final days of a world of misery

And they'll tell you stories you want to believe
But you will see
And he will feed you lies just to make you come back home
But you're already home
So watch them

Run, run away
As their ego's shatter
Like the hope from me they used to take
Their cries of pots of gold
And undiscovered heroes washed away

Or will I have to find another way