Monday, 15 April 2024

Fake

Under grass roof I buried my fears
Over glass roof I shattered myself
I engineered a fake smile in digital ink
I called it "real smile in pink"

And now flowers sway in virtual breeze
Follow each piano key maybe it will
Let me escape "hell on earth"
The latest fragnance by gasoline dreams

Under milk wood the neon is glowing
Under space suits the founders are going
Scorched earth suits the rockets a' blowing
Gorged filth is real most real in the morning

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