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๐๐ฆ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ : Clรฉment Varnier, Lucile dโAubarede
๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐๐ ๐ : Loรฏc Marchat
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LIES
Your Trendy place and your fancy cars
You strut your stuff like a movie star
But it makes no sense to me
Itโs nothing but a lie
So it makes no sense to me
Your Poker face when ya do the prick
You cut down the trees while the earth is sick
So it makes no sense to me
โCause itโs nothing but a lie
It makes no sense to me
โCause I see whatโs hidden by these lies
Itโs all clear when I open my eyes
So Iโm waiting for the sunrise
Shifting away from these drives
Iโm searching, searching the light
You had your fun with your pretty gun
You fuck and run that sounds like heaven
But it makes no sense to me
Itโs nothing but a lie
So it makes no sense to me
I wanna know If ya feel a-shame
The folks you kill, the guilt you disclaim
It all makes no sense to me
โCause itโs nothing but a lie
It makes no sense to me
โCause I see whatโs hidden by these lies
Itโs all clear when I open your eyes
Can you see whatโs hidden by your lies
Itโs all clear when you open my eyes
So Iโm waiting for the sunrise
Shifting away from these drives
Iโm searching, searching the light
I see whatโs hidden by these lies
Itโs all clear when I open your eyes
Can you see whatโs hidden by your lies
Itโs so clear
So Iโm waiting for the sunrise
Shifting away from these drives
Iโm searching for a true light
Shifting away from your lies
Iโm waiting for the sunrise
Shifting away from these drives
Iโm searching for a true light
Shifting away from your lies
Iโm searching, searching the light.