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Con-Artist
Maybe one day you will prove people wrong
Instead of proving them right
With all of your lies.
Maybe one day you can speak the truth
Instead of playing your games
And living in shame.
Maybe one day you won't be such a fool
Wearing all of your masks
While performing your tasks.
Maybe one day you won't be so pathetic
Thinking you're a fucking saint
In this life that you taint.
Maybe one day you'll get the fuck out of here
Back into the dark earth
That's exactly what you're worth.
Maybe one day you won't drag people down
Being the bastard that you are
Just leaving behind scars.
Maybe one day you won't suck people dry
Living your life like a leech
Perfecting your little 'speech'.
Maybe one day you won't be completely fake
Practiced twinkle in your eye
Just to tell another lie.
Or maybe one day the whole world will learn
A con-artist doesn't change
They just stay the same.
