This world is full of dreams
Full of illusion
Full of hope
Full of the lies we feed ourselves
The deception of utopia
The hope we shall find paradise
On our doorstep
The riches, the luxuries
The white picket fence
The happy family
It’s all bullshit.
There is no dream
That cannot be shattered
No illusion that cannot be unmasked
No hope that cannot be in vain
And as you watch it crumble
Into ash at your weary feet
You wonder how you fell for it
How you were suckered into the lie
How stupid you were to believe
In the dream, the illusion
The lie
Happiness.
There is nothing to cling to
No light at the end of this tunnel
Nothing but an eternal black hole.
The only peace left in this wreckage
Is the bliss of oblivion.
As your last hope fades into bitter memory
And your last hope of joy turns away
You see the great myth of humanity
And deplore your weakness
That you can’t bring yourself to leave.
You clear the fog from the glass
And can’t even look at me
You can’t bear to see the pain
In your own eyes.
Good morning, cruel world
I’m still stuck here today.
But why? But why? But why?
Good morning all you people
There’s nothing you can say
That helps to ease my mind
From the lie.
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