Imitation
It's hot in a lie, might be hotter when you die,
Hold on to what you got, 'cause time's gonna fly.
I got the answers to the world, don't you want to know?
You answer my question with a question, you reap what you sow.
They say imitation is flattery, they say imitation is suicide,
I imitated them and talked about imitation 'till I died.
What good is a river to the thirsty if it says it's a mountain?
Eternal life is microscopic, it never comes to you in a fountain.
Clearly I see, it's the wrong time for this puppet show,
I think you can't see my wrists, but somehow you know.
Sometimes dirt and grime, it can look like silver,
My words are knives, and honestly, I never meant to kill her.
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