All Fall Down

Paint me a picture that's deceiving
 Something that's not everything that it seems
 A portrait of decadent grandeur
 That hides the decay of contemptible dreams
 A mask to display all the confident pride
 And tries not to show that there's nothing inside
 Sing me a song if you can
 Sell me what soul that you have
 The curtain still hides what is left of your pride
 'Til the wind blows you back home again
 Put on a show of illusion
 Spectacular artifice, a clever disguise
 Fly on the wings of ambition
 And try not to be everything you despise
 An ill-gotten piece of the succulent pie
 Try not to show that your world is a lie
 And it's all just a show, for the seeds you have sown
 Will come to fruition one day
 Drunk on the power that soon will devour you
 And you'll find nobody cares anyway