You got a problem you just can not hide Compulsi have habits that never seem to die Your breath is stanking up all of the air Your teeth are rotting to black holes in your head
Well reality is due What you say just can not be true When the story is streched and so far fetched That you are lacking an excuse You lied
Your mother allowed you just one white lie But now shes dead and she left you with a problem Pinocchio has bit your tongue Your nose is growing into the third dimension
Well reality is due What you say just can not be true When the story is streched and so far fetched That you are lacking an excuse You lied
Well reality is due What you say just can not be true When the story is streched and so far fetched That you are lacking an excuse You lied |