theres places that we're running from
theres places that we drown with rum
those places, they're troublesome
those places that you're running from
you can't spell believe without the lie
the people that we have become
these people will not be outdone
these people, they all have guns
these people that we have become
we can't spell believe without the lie
the keg beneath all this distrust combusts and circles only your lies
did you think i am so swiftly fooled by the lost look in your eyes?
look around only to see that there is nothing left here for me
oh so sad to see they are reminders of my lack of degree
the spiders on the walls agree
though they'd say nothing ill about me
life is the web we can see
we’re all tangled up and can't break free
how quickly we live to forget
these decisions we’ll learn to regret
these webs, they should make you fret
and like webs, life exists only to bring death
but you can't spell believe without the lie.
if you knew me, you would know where i was coming from when i pout
but instead you’ve got no recollection to what i’m all about
you think thats bad? try being so narcissistic day in, day out
i’m the one who is ostensibly a cardboard cutout.
i’m now alone and my covers been blown. i say, ‘you don't know me’
twisting the phone and i swear i’ll atone but the voice is disagreeing.
‘my how you've grown, you faced the unknown. but your lies have become you’
"i've reaped what i've sown, cuz i threw the first stone. but you can't believe the lie’