Lie Is the New Truth

In acknowledging a moment In appeasing friends and relatives real-time expectations Yarns of lies are spread evenly on our fields of gold Like a spider we spun, spin and map our web of deceits We build layers upon layers of suppositions Some would say its for our protection Some would smirk and claim its their entitlement And would boast on their supposed cleverness If lie is the new truth I rather be on my own I rather not having plastic friends for my company For when we considered lie as the new truth We deviate from the true teaching Mercy, mercy mercy me