I often write terrible raps when I have spare time and I just happened to write another poetic disaster:
Conforming, that one major rule of society,
If you have nothing else have have propriety,
If you don't then why the fuck are you here?
You better be ready to live a life of fear.
Chorus: (Sung)
'Cause I, don't really know
What side to show you
Facade, its all just as mask
But you'll never get a clue
Again you asked me, 'how was your day?'
My mechanical reply 'it was really okay,'
But is that the truth that we hold inside,
Or is it a mask that we set up from pride?
Chorus: (Sung)
Kid, I recognise that look in your eye,
It holds so many words and says you could cry.
But toughen up, suck it up, build a brick wall,
To survive in this world, better build it tall
Chorus: (Sung)
Bridge:
We all have our stories
Things we never will tell
We, all have our secrets
I hope you, you hide yours well
Smash, crash, now it's all piles of ash,
This once proud nation has turned into trash.
This castle, this kingdom once touched the skies,
But it came crashing down, a foundation of lies.
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