Seeking Truth - Telling Lies - Illdisposed

Obscure night.

Telling lies

Catastrophe

Even money

She's beautiful.

A guy can see.

Catastrophe.

Telling lies.

And we are just seeking

And we are.

A real, Satan telling lies.

Reality.

Catastrophe.

The more we look.

The more we lie.

The more we take.

She's beautiful.

A man in search.

The truth unveiled.

But hard to handle.

Better to pretend

And then it hit me: why even bother with this sh*t?

It's not like there's some medal in the end Why then even pretend I'm all for, not against.