Flattery

Faded pictures of themed rides, days imagining lost causes
Shiny thoughts of urgency gone wrong, these awkward stares
More than everything I need, bake me up a sun, fill it with hate
Drips of hope reserved these sidewalk dyes out from our eyes

Flattery in you has died along with pride
Revolution's a dirty word, for one who's basked in guilt
Self poised and faith denied is best distilled when truth is heard

Pre-conceived misplaced desire, took for granted, now we yield in filth
Desecrated by one's sense of will or lack of
A way to access blind terrains and use it like a genuine mistake
Took some magnets and a brown suitcase, boarded the train

Flattery in you has died along with pride
Revolution's a dirty word, for one who's basked in guilt
Self poised and faith denied is best distilled when truth is heard



Credits
Writer(s): Ritchie Ho
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