You make a pretty picture in an empty frame
In a gallery full of pictures you're all the same
You see I ain't a critic but you're nailed to the wall
(Saw that you were falsely crowned, I thought you were the the one)
Unless you're some kind of messiah you're bound to fall
(Playing out this false illusion, now you've come undone)

I know I'm trying to find truth in a lie then maybe it's over,
So let's drink to our lives 'cause enemy lines seem a whole lot closer

Bought your pretty picture and changed the frame
(thought that I could help you out, thought I'ld make a change)
In a gallery full of pictures you lost your name
(now you better take some cover before I take my aim)
So when you load your guns to fire I'm bullet proof
(Time to turn this thing around, what you got to lose)

You think your subliminal first hit
Secondly you beckon me with third rate bullshit
Act like a friend but I see you're still my enemy

I know I'm trying to find truth in a lie then maybe it's over,
So let's drink to our lives, my enemy lies a whole lot closer





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