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phony

de Will Stetson

They say flowers fade and their beauty can’t be weighed with flowers so fake
It’s all because the way things are made live on lies that fabricate
Antipathy world

I’ll raise, right away, my umbrella that will shade my body from rain
Now dampened by the pain, can’t escape, here my bangs and heart remain
All the trouble I face

Before I knew, it withers way too soon, that one word that rings true
And now, a fruit will bloom in my heart I can’t move
Within the mirror’s sight, there’s a painting inside
A sign of makeup lighting the loss in my life

Let’s play this game where we count the riddles that we made
Tatattaratattararattatta
Why stay, why stay in this place and dance the night away?

I just can’t see the simple things I can’t keep
What am I supposed to be?
Shaken by the hand of night, it seems, stirring in a dream, like your love for me
(It’s leaving, it’s leaving)
I would cry and weep without a bye as I grieve
Phony, phony, phony
Still tangled up in lies, I see I'm just a fake, phony

Antipathy world

Before I knew, the sky, so very blue, joined an ugly old tune
My colored view of you breaks away what you do
Within the mirror’s sight, there, I'm missing inside
There lies a fake that’s hiding the truth they can’t find

I say, why live and stay where everybody craves
That thing known as love that will only bring us pain?
I play and swim today as I am left behind in every way by the train
So dance the night away and

We meant pretense as we sang with riddles in the end
Why then, why then does it hurt so much right here again?

I just can’t change the days I only feel pain
I can’t escape this wave of limitless rain
I would cry and weep without a bye as I grieve
Phony, phony, phony
Still tangled up in lies, I see you leave

I just can’t see the simple things I can’t keep
What am I supposed to be?
Shaken by the hand of night, it seems
Stirring in a dream, like your love for me

(It’s leaving, it’s leaving)
I will sigh and breathe a little bye as I grieve
Phony, phony, phony
Still tangled up in lies, I see I'm just a fake, phony
Just flowers that deceive, they keep this secret, fake, phony

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