False World

By Rex Pharaoh

On Reptilian

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VERSE 1:

Another day passes, still searching for a reason

Looking for an excuse to call out this empty feeling

Why lead a life, when living it lacks a meaning

Stuck wandering around in the darkest of seasons

Im doing everything to reach what i always dreamed of

Days with swimming pools, mini ramps, and latinas

Who know their way around an erected penis

And to play a show in major city arenas

It seemed seamless, but now im getting frustrated

At the fact that not a single person has a fuck to give

Put myself out there only to be humiliated

Obnoxious exterior is falsely simulated

Dark nights cooped up in the stuffy apartment

Hard hammering away on keyboards and guitars

Sparring with myself to keep all my shit on par

I made a promise to my mother this depression is harmless

CHORUS:

In this false world seems that im the lead preacher

As the demons laugh bleeds through the speakers

Long for the days where i can see a little clearer

Who is this monster staring at me in the mirror

In this false world seems like i am the reckoning

Motions pass slowly, with motivations menacing

This life of hell can be a little unsettling

A god damn shame this is how I'm developing

VERSE 2:

Why do i put in all this work when no one gives a shit

Not a single person even listens to the words i spit

Countless nights writing dying for that first glimpse

Of recognition, but im surrounded by chimps

I wanna chip them off, these faggots are fucking useless

Got the juices flowing, swear im gunna leave them toothless

Didn't have the proper guidance to show me any prudence

Don't fear me baby, I'm just a fucking mutant

Why waste all this time praying to a god

When all you do is live a shitty life, die and rot

As the days go by your name becomes forgotten

Melting away like your dreams at the bottom of a coffin

I made a promise to myself that i would never let that happen

Life a life that extends beyond me breathing on this planet

Always was a leader never robin, only batman

Try to make everything picture perfect like a canon

They say hard work pays off, but my check bounced

The balance is a little bit off within that account

Ive given everything i have, and gotten little reception

All my friends blame it on my altered perception

But fuck them, who really needs a fucking friend

Only hit me up when its for their benefit

Whatever this shits done, so flick the fucking lights off

The devils at my door, says its time for us to ride on

CHORUS:

In this false world seems that im the lead preacher

As the demons laugh bleeds through the speakers

Long for the days where i can see a little clearer

Who is this monster staring at me in the mirror

In this false world seems like i am the reckoning

Motions pass slowly, with motivations menacing

This life of hell can be a little unsettling

A god damn shame this is how I'm developing