(1998 words - Adam A., music - 6012)

you lie, you lie - you bring me down with your stuff
you turn your stories around,
you're only half true,
your life will burn down - you'll grow weak, you'll grow sick
you lie
you lie, a little more each day -
you fuck-up heads for a living,
hang with your old crew that's all you'll have left
you'll grow old too, you'll be too late
turn around.

open your eyes,
and see your life burn right down
you only tell half truths,
i'll lie too - to fit in not true
old man's calling you
the trap is set - you lie, you lie
you bring me down - you lie
half truths
there's always fucking lies.