sick of the lies

i should become an actor
because i’m such a great liar
move to hollywood
get me some of that celebrity pussy
win me some academy awards
buy a big house
have a big psychedelic orgy
with all my liar friends
talk shit till the sky turns pink
ride white horses into the sunset
shoot some good dope
disco shit
hit the strip
play along to the back beat of dawn
wake up in a whiskey bar downtown
entertainment for the mad
gotta get my ass to the airport
fall asleep in the taxi
flight back to europe
the land of the dead man’s dream
survive the night
did you have a good trip baby
how was the convention
it was fine honey
had an early night
fell asleep to a movie
the hotel had a good breakfast
and on it goes
all of us living out our distracted lives
put on the right masks at the right times
some sit quietly in the corner
never able to dream of anything more
some of us bounce around from face to face
we want to show only the selves that we think others want
they show the selves they think we want us to see
we want to know what’s behind the mask
we think they don’t want truth and love
big movies and pop songs
need to fill them with sex, violence and drugs
in between all the good stuff, the sad stuff, the real stuff
i’m tired of the lies
i’m tired of the sex and violence
i want us all to take off the masks
lets grow up
leave the bottle
go insane
even if it means why might never make it
at least we will have died knowing that the devil
is real