Unmasking The Imposters

Suffocated and strangled by regulations. stabbed in the back by the vultures of this bubble. empty eyes that gaze through us, mouths filled with shit, fiends where once where friends. your desire, your childish conceptions, you envenom our minds with vanities. so cynic, so antiquated. there is just black and white in your box of paints. how could I fall for these narrow minded and crooked impostors? how could I be so wrong? there is nothing left for us except these broken dreams. shitfaced tricksters that roam the fields where we belonged, stuck in their vortex, doomed to know better. you arrogate to police our thoughts. you wont tell me what is right or wrong. two-faced hypocrite, your double-life betrays you and unmasks the poser you are. portrayal of society, you are a piece of shit. fake and distorted, self-exploiter, self-exposer. and as time goes by you will fade into oblivion, into nothingness.