Clear you mind; no clear your sins
you’ll never escape from your problems
avoiding’s a short term solution
without any resolution
We’re all gonna die some day
and then we’ll have to make out way
and explain why we didn’t repent
and to hell we’ll all be sent

Anxiety
yes I know it gets the best of me
and you
but end of day, you ain’t true
to the words you say

Time after time again
you go and call me friend
but when shit hits the fan
this might as well just end.

Remember to be sure
to neglect the infrastructure
‘til it comes falling down
onto the town
devastation
on the news station
“couldn’t do nothin’”
nope; I got somethin’

You’re a politician
claim you’re woke
but you’re broke
avoiding issues
play the game of pick and choose
High score
Ignore
Difficulty:
Casual-Easy
makes you look like a pro
but I know
it’s a lie; it ain’t right
just white
like you; a magician
expert of illusion
pulling me back
to my core delusion
playing tricks with my eyes
with your lies

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I know, much more venty than usual, but at the moment, I'm reconsidering what makes a friend a friend.
For me, not being able to feel as if I'll ever be able to take solace in someone makes it all but impossible for me to ever consider somebody as one. While I do recognize that people have their own lives and such, I do have to be honest to my own needs, and how I think of people. It might be a bit shit, but when you witness others in their times of need being neglected in their times of need, not to mention you yourself, and have their cares be brushed away, it makes you question if the person themselves were really good, or were just putting on a show.

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Lola Riley belongs to me.