try to impress to fake it’s all goin'smooth
love you to death but it ain’t heard in no words
so what will it be what will it be
If you were down with a statement
had you all night trying
to get the word out to see in a whole new lighting
making quick writing
you intend to free yourself
the digging down deep secret
it ain’t half the help
You have to cover each step
handle whats next
carry you own broken voice
to the jury's desk
and so on
as the family stress
builds a wall
all the cracks grow wider
from this bleak mess’s mole.
now Can you
can you ever expect
to find the real silver lining
in a common attempt to get the truth bright and
living
in this search i will find
such broad deception
the ones you can count on
don't give much protection
wanna be selfless
but i'm ending up careless
all the friction addiction is getting soaked in the
mattress
waking up in a desert
feeling black and obnoxious
my ego's remission is getting smaller than Alice.
cover the stress telling myself it’s all good
try to impress to fake it’s all goin'smooth
love you to death but it ain’t heard in no words
so what will it be what will it be
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