White lies

White lies*

You've been having trouble trusting
The illusions costing mite
The daydreamer's stuff's disgusting
Demonstrate a slice of slight

You have nothing for the psycho
Who ain't able to tell lies
Besides vehicles for your ego
I'm the one who likes your bye

Find the one who's less depraved
By the fun of social swamp
If you have such kind of aim
Wish you love illusions more.

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