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You risk a lot to become a bum if you are not an illusion seller…
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There’s no more need in truth and facts, and no more jobs for smiths and tailors…
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But if you sell illusions well – you’ll maybe earn some dough in the end.
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‘nd if you save up and sell some more – you’ll buy your own illusions, friend.
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Illusions are the true best-sellers – they’re everywhere for babes and fellas, right…
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Illusions make their shit look better and if it stinks it doesn’t matter, they’re blind…
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They buy illusion of a home, no matter they don’t have their own…
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They buy illusion of the food, and poisoned they don’t feel so good…
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They buy illusion of the youth, while real youth just gets abused.
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The buy illusion of the feat, and come the help where there’s no need…
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So run away and save your ass if you are not an illusion seller…
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‘f you try to sell them truth and facts – they’ll crush you, brake you, smash and shatter.
A B G F#m
But if you sell illusions well – you’ll maybe earn some dough in the end.
A B G F#m
‘nd if you save up and sell some more – you’ll buy your own illusions, friend…
Bm F#m Bm F#m A
Illusions are the true best-sellers – they’re everywhere for babes and fellas, right…
Bm F#m Bm A F#m
Illusions make their shit look better and if it stinks it doesn’t matter, they’re blind…
F#m F#m A F#m
They buy illusion of the love, no matter sex is not enough…
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The buy illusion of the school, but stupid feel themselves so cool…
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They buy illusion of the rhyme, while their rhymes don’t cost a dime.
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They buy illusion of the life, already dead afraid to die…