Fake Truth

Fake truth: 
The gift for you. 
Paint it gold; put it on your finger 
and make you sold - 
The yellow glare for the change 
of some new clothes. 
It’s just a natural lie for you, 
for some big faker, fake-faking you; 
Faking you, making news 
with lines to control you. 
 
Breaking everything we know is exhausting - 
Fake truth is same old news, 
Same old lies spun round for you: 
Lies, lies, same old lies. 
So boring, so give me truth; 
Give me truth, give me truth; 
Give me 
The truth, the truth… 
The Truth. 
 
There’s a better view: 
It’s called “truth”, baby, not aimed to confuse; 
Not the same old news sunk under 
mess and confusion, mistrust of the other - 
Obscuring, misdirecting the mayhem in 
Dystopian pandemonium. 
(The great sweaty fakery 
feeding the crazy-crazy fake-fake fakery.) 
 
Breaking everything we know is exhausting - 
Fake truth is same old news, 
Same old lies spun round for you: 
Lies, lies, same old lies. 
So boring, so give me truth; 
Give me truth, give me truth; 
Give me 
The truth, the truth… 
The Truth. 
 
The same old news is boring banal; 
Right now, now, now is the real thing - 
Not some fake sloganised lies, 
unknown unknowns, 
dull, impure (fake, fake, fake, fake, fake) fakery - 
Fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake, fake… 
 
Fake truth is same old news - 
Same old lies spun round for you; 
Spun round for you, for you to die in the lie 
caught faking you; 
Fake, faking you: 
Puny lies, same old lies, faking you. 
 

Words by Robert Walker

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