Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Twisted

Paint me a picture of your honesty, an abstraction of your lies
Speak to me in monotones of righteousness, sing in stereo your indiscretions
Show to me your façade of virtues masking your vices
Utter plainly the complexities of your devotion
Pull the wool over my eyes so I can see with my eyes wide shut
Make me a promised with your fingers and toes crossed
Tell me I'm all that you need, when you needs are beyond me
Let me hear it from your lips, as it slivers off your tongue
The truth, wrapped in a lie, painted pretty to hide the flaws
Simple perplexities, smoke and mirrors, comfort the fool
Speak in varied contradiction, it all sounds the same

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