Lying Confessions

If you could buy the world,
Would you still be happy?

The world's crashing down
While you're diggin' your own hole.

To purchase a smile with truth
Is the greatest goal in life.
But all these question marks
Are telling me it's not okay,
You're not okay to leave with.

It begins with a very simple task:
Would you still be happy
If you could buy the world
When the world's crashing down
While you're diggin' your own hole?

A problem's chasing one another,
You can't drive on streets of gold.
And the answer's no solution after all,
You have to find what's worth it fighting
Or to carry on your heart.

So, would you start to be happy
If I cut off your head?
As the world's crashing down
While you're diggin' your own hole.

The endless slumber seems so right,
Your darkest nightmare learns to fly
And velvet sheets tell other stories.
It's the true time to make
Keepers Finders count for lies.

If I cut off your head,
Would you be able to buy the world?
Because the world's crashing down
While you're diggin' your own hole.

You've sunken deep, too deep in
The world of red lights and cheap champagne,
Your last try to live the dream
Of being free and this shit called
          "Being me."

You're a liar, you're a lie
When you try to read the vizards.
You're a liar, you're a lie
When you think this world is true.
You're a liar, you're a lie.
You're a liar, you're a lie.
You're a liar, you're a lie.
And that's all what's left.
So try to life or give it up.
That's the end, now:
Shut the fuck up and stop to cry.