Grut Wall

If I could pose, myself just fine You'll take me in, I'll cross the line We will be served, into pretend We'll travel far, into their hearts They'll take you in, and treat you well You'll never doubt, they'll never tell Your dirty lies, your misbelief The false success, which you achieve My mind is on the shelf, and time can only tell That the price is yet displayed, but the wager has been placed You like to stand, beside yourself You hate the way, which you must sell Your story books, and false disease I promise you, we'll make believe So take this here, that I give to you And run from me, you promise to Cherish it, but from afar Then you'll be safe, and be a star My mind is on the shelf, and time can only tell That the price is yet displayed, but the wager has been placed My mind is on the shelf, and time can only tell That the price is yet displayed, but the wager has been placed