We saw you hide behind your gleaming face
That let you come through
What you are is nothing but superficial
Knowing that - This is not you - just a blur -
an all-insulated hidden nightmare
The best will always be the winners
sometimes with honesty of crossed fingers
and all this cheering becomes a thirsty work
What counts? Good nature? - I fail!
That's so far away - so far from truth - so countless miles from anywhere
The best will always be the winners
sometimes with honesty of crossed fingers
We saw you hide behind your gleaming face that let you come through
What you are is nothing but superficial
Your well-armed interest - so deeply embedded that the lies can not scratch the surface
And you think we're the ones that go to the polls
to cast your ballots - or call it bollocks?
so I would take this with a pinch of salt
but what counts? Good nature? - so we all fail!
and you fail - let's open the curtain and get rid of this plight.
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