Words bend
Coming out of your mouth

Bullshit
Through the tourist route

A dissonant chord
Your battle sound

Your last reward
Has been handed out

Your cardboard castle is coming down
Your cardboard castle is coming down
Your cardboard castle is all worn out
Your cardboard castle

White lie paint
Smeared on your outsides

Still wet
It will never dry

You’re a smokescreen saint
With your pretend high