Feign

Break, every syllable
Frequency fades to static
Deflect the authentic

Running through mundane life, fatal scorch by the light
Sifting through my subtle lies, waiting til the sunlight dies
When the damage is settled from the sun
Can you escape, can you outrun

Appease every ear, that I often fear
Fractured and tired of the cycled verse
Set my mind on fire, force fed your desires
Fatal criticize, sift my subtle lies
My subtle lies

Lies, lies, lies, lies, lies, lies
Persuade my tongue
Cut the chords to my lungs
Generic filter
Hide my perception

Dilate denial
Vanished and it's vil



Credits
Writer(s): Bren King, Wyatt Oberholzer
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