Or caught inside another's world,
Don't be hostage to the lies,
Wasting all your precious time,
Rotting away, day after day,
Hoping for flowers to be sent your way,
As our rock of life spins,
You need just a grin,
And not to be fooled
When they tell you you've sinned,
Because at the last day's end,
Or prior to when life begins,
Nobody ever seems to know
What truly exists.
So don't seek solace in pretty words,
To me it all seems rather absurd.
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