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The only word in the world that rhymes with false is "waltz" ... i learned that. I would call the song plaintive. What is it about... heads in the sand... eyes always closed... oppression... but that the truth is underneath all the lies we tell the world... that nothing in-genuine will ever last... the illusions fall away... we wake up in the end... even though we don't want to; the comfortable lies fall to bits... and then there we have it... have what? what we have participated in... what we have enabled in our conformity; the monstrosity we've condoned with our cooperation, even built with our own hands; that our real cruelty is our tolerance. I think I will always prefer anarchy.