Hey there, you are a simple design
 I created your lies

 Hold on, this is not fair for anyone
 They all think they are alive

 This is my immaculate design
 It's all been planned from the start

 Your slipping deeper and deeper
 Destroying all you held

 Your words are losing their meaning
 You choose to receive death

 I grow increasingly weary
 And I'm tired of this jest

 Dear god, what made us all deserve this
 There must be some other way

 My son, it's far too much to handle
 Just know I do this in love

 You see, you are a disposable being

 Don't fear...life is fake

 We all exist in the same space