Leech - Eve 6
Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen
Farfetched as they may be
You strike a smile in me
Your stories ring of perjury
Construed with self empowering theme
S_ckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
Turning things around your story's not congruent
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things around You're turning things around
A manic stunning scene I'm taking notes your taking me away into your false reality
I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense
But you're not making sense I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud I see your head spin round and round
Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind wearing out unconvincing lies
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree your shade don't hide no sun from me
Fake stories humor me It's graduation time I love you like a mother