Soundtrack: The National Bank - blue as we like it

Lies are like spiderwebs. They spread out from the middle, and every single strand of it need to be attatched for the web to work. It's a fragile web, and a breath of wind can destroy it. It needs a spider to maintain it: the liar. The liar makes sure that all the ends are tied up at all times, and this can be quite a formidable task... At the same time the spider has to be careful, not to get caught in the web himself. So tiring... Even though the web that I spun today is quite small, I'm really finding it a task to maintain it. I have tied up the ends, but one end is not yet tied very tight, and I am afraid that it will break. I can't wait for it to get all old and dusty and forgotten.