I lie so you lie But I think we've lied too many times Hit the ceiling of our sky Why bother my other and call for another Opposite side I will freak out and come back Not gone far enough I know that I and you will Sit as a picture Gerber bottle is fixture To the fit he was living Was blown Captain of motherland Laughed on by brother's hand Gotta make that hook-up to come through You didn't know you got lied to Hit the ceiling of the sky You thought you could fly But your wings are made of wax I cannot see you You cannot see me Cause you're high You're too good of a person
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