Denial on Trial
"come clean, come clean!" they beg all the cheatsand they won't say a word still I know what they mean
or they'll recite a library as the cops plead;
"please repeat yourself, redeem history"
and let's lie, let's lie together tonight
make up shit and swear on our love that it's true
and I'll tell you about how my soul never died
spell L-I-E, the core of beliefs
our versions of truth are quite white as opposed to most of theirs
the black ones are yellow and travel from coast to coast splitting hairs (and hearts & heads)
blues or dare...
oh well Liar Liar Heart on Fire
I cut my own hair with some scissors and rocks
and Lord I know, about your thickening plot...
and on and on, and honour among
the thieves that still steal cause they can't feed their greed
and in every face read an unritten law
add; "I came, I saw, and conquered fuck all"
but so, and so, our cover got blown
and the royalty had to refurbish/extinguish their throne
and I'll never become what I never allowed myself to be;
a new history
so promise them anything, and expect nothing to work out
let's kill every second they steal, soon enough it's tumour hour
happy hour...
I'm a Liar Liar Heart on Fire
I cut my own hair with scissors and rocks
and Lord I know, about your thickening plot...
cross your heart and hope to die
cross your fingers, hope and lie
cross that line and toss that hurt aside
it's all over, it's all over your face
it's all over, it's over but not done
and I'll spill out my secrets and guts as I hurl on the side of the road
"this sentence aint true"; now explain how that works with status quo
I sure don't...
Modifier Liar Heart on Fire
I cut my own hair with scissors and rocks
and Lord I know, about your thickening plot...
I said Lord I know, about your thickening plot
Words by dean
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Written on 2006-08-05 at 22:42
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