I have decided to dress up my lie
With cool accessories and awesome extras
With name-brand threads,
And in expensive sneakers
And he looks like a sharp dude!
I've buried a hollow vibe and pretend-love behind his cool, shiny gaze.
Fooling everyone with his desperate, knowing glance
I've greased up his smooth talk with made-up stuff, pure fiction, through and through
So yeah, I'm about to unleash my dude, ready to rock the world,
But at what cost?
Just like a doomed Alexander
And look at your true tale, all out there, nothing to hide, totally bare
Trying to go head-to-head with my decked-out chap.
But you don't even have a raggedy outfit to cover up his mess.
How's your scrappy kid gonna challenge my slick dude
Nah, he wouldn't even dare hit the streets to face off with mine!
And as the shadows lengthen, I wonder, who's really fooled by the costume I'm under!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem