A lie of cover ups.
A lie of solace
A lie of being a rock solid
Because I don't have the esteem to be broken apart
And move it all over my contoured pity face
So I lie with lies
And make those lies my truth
If my truth is questioned
I'll manifest them in reasoning
If my truth does not make me being the being
I must summoned
I'll preach and preach and preach
Until my lies becomes remedies
My remedies become truth
My truth become ultimate privilege.