All becomes a lie,
When there's ceiling without floor,
When there's omega without alpha before,
When there's entry without a door,
All is a lie.
When day passes, yo text not on my screen,
Yo whisper in a voice note, sleep to bring,
With out yo tender touch, light against my skin,
All is nothing but a lie.
Jan 20
Jan 20, 2026 at 12:52 AM UTC
All becomes a lie,
When there's ceiling without floor,
When there's omega without alpha before,
When there's entry without a door,
All is a lie.
When day passes, yo text not on my screen,
Yo whisper in a voice note, sleep to bring,
With out yo tender touch, light against my skin,
All is nothing but a lie.
