Mirrored Rooms and Camouflage Yachts
(Part 2)
Easy money made, easy money gone
Oh how I love to hear you sing your song
Bonnie and Clyde you’ve been my ride or die
I’ve chose you over life and haven’t asked why
Feeling like it’s – Us against the world
Is this love? Or am I swirled
Made you my God
In a camouflaged underworld
Mirrored rooms and camouflage yachts
Like, jaded dreams and strip club lots
Candy kisses and midnight plots
Obscene realities and whiskey shots
Many nights, we ride this train
Many nights these tricks made it rain
Many nights, I’ve gazed in your eyes
Many nights I’ve said goodbye
Many nights, just wanted to stay home
Many nights we turned off the phone
This burning illusion is what I lived for
My eyes now open, can’t pretend no more
I’ve lived in the matrix and I now see what freedom is
No more self-deception
Cuz ignorance sho-nuff ain’t bliss
The foggy night air hits my face
These memories sometimes my heart can’t erase
The lies I breathed in and the smoke I still taste
The years consumed in a liar’s rat-race
Mirrored rooms and camouflage yachts, like jaded dreams to strip club lots
Dimmed lights and smoked filled rooms
Glass ceilings and sweet perfumes
Fake smiles and high heel shoes, a dollar and a dream…
Self-deception comes in small tablespoons.