I turn my back on the reverie
don't want a fuckin' parade to see
the reminiscence and memories
aren't convincing me
an exercise in mendacity
in you is all that I'll ever see
despite the claims of alacrity
I could see through it all

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You used to be a martyr
now you're just a fucking ghost
You used to be a martyr
now you're a second-rate footnote at most

Your life was the stuff of a fevered dream
but nothing was ever what it seemed
they took your spots and scrubbed them clean
but they all left their shadows
A shining light that would blind their eyes
nobody wanted to face the lies
but the longer it gets from the day you died
more stains will resurface

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