The Fraud from Capital by Good NightOwl

I know something
You don’t know yet.
There’s a secret
Hidden meaning.
(I wanna know the truth.)
Listen deeply.
Seek the pattern.
I know something
You don’t know yet.
(Tell me what I’m looking for between the lines.)

Pay the price
For the freest form of living.
Play the fool;
No mercy for the fraud.

I cannot pretend I’m looking for the only truth.
(Objectivity)
Nothing ever comes down to the fact of cold hard proof.
(I know that)
I cannot retreat, I’m staying to defeat the lies.
(Subjectivity)
Stuck inside the old frame.
Struggle to sustain the guise.
My pride can never die.

I know nothing
You don’t know yet.
That’s a secret
That I’m hiding.
(I think I know the truth.)
Listen deeply;
See my pattern.
I know nothing
You don’t know yet.
(This is what I’m looking for between the lines.)

Pay the price
For the fakest face your giving.
Drop the act!

I know nothing
You don’t know yet.
That’s a secret
That I’m hiding.
(I think I know the truth.)
Listen deeply;
See my pattern.
I know nothing
You don’t know yet.
(This is what I’m looking for between the lines.)

Pay the price
For the fakest face your giving.
Drop the act.
Real life is worth living.

I cannot pretend I’m looking for the only truth
Objectivity
Nothing ever comes down to the fact of cold hard proof
I know that
I cannot retreat, I’m staying to defeat the lies
Subjectivity
Stuck inside the old frame
Struggle to sustain the guise
My pride can never die

I cannot pretend I’m here to just defend the lies
Subjectivity
Nothing ever phases people who expect surprise
I know that
I cannot retreat, I’m staying to expose the truth
Objectivity
Building up a new frame
Finally to show the proof
My pride has finally died

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