Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
Once hearing and believing
Now reflect on the deceiving
Thus became seeing is believing
Programmed to deflect the misleading
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
When once we felt despair
Convinced life was so unfair
We found the meaning of life
As a mirror reflected grey hair
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
A weight making one want to collapse
Have to rise above the rest
Just to survive and ever hope to progress
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
Wondering what the world will bring
While weathering storms within
Hopeful of what we will be
Although we know the truth as we take the road of deceit
Jun 19, 2025
Jun 19, 2025 at 6:02 PM UTC
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
Once hearing and believing
Now reflect on the deceiving
Thus became seeing is believing
Programmed to deflect the misleading
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
When once we felt despair
Convinced life was so unfair
We found the meaning of life
As a mirror reflected grey hair
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
A weight making one want to collapse
Have to rise above the rest
Just to survive and ever hope to progress
Here comes another prologue
To someday become pretense
There goes the chaos
Where our entertainment once arose
All the while the answers were right beneath our nose
Wondering what the world will bring
While weathering storms within
Hopeful of what we will be
Although we know the truth as we take the road of deceit
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