*Is It True?*
Is it true when you get to the top We count your trophies and the climb gets dropped? All the scars, the nights, the breaks Erased for headlines and highlight takes All our heroes look like copy and paste Same backstory, same gold-plated face Different name, but the script’s the same Selling dreams inside a picture frame And my visions Are they illusions? Just reflections of what they sell us In high-def delusions Is it all pretend Or something they implement? Tell me what’s real When truth’s on rent
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