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The Ultimate Spy


We ask the question,

Why lie?

 

Well you see, 

We aren’t the only ones being lied to

 

Everything is lies

 

Lies that shape who we are today

Lies that tell us who to be and

Who to be with

 

These lies are undercover spies

Molded into something pretty and wanted

 

No one wants a lie

That’s why we have to hide them, and

Yet we also have to put them in plain sight

 

You can’t mend a lie when its all hidden and 

Dressed up

 

Which is a problem because

Everything is lies

 
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