Lie to Me

Safely experimenting Drowning insecurities in seventh notes Sitting on the floor To catch the tracks of inner entities Don't wake me up As I'm flying through outer space And sounds they speak to me In a post-apocalyptic or pre-native language Lie to me Please lie to me It looks so comfortable to sit on the wooden bench The bell is singing a sweet melody to me Vibes on the ear-drum It sticks but doesn't hit And I play around it Finding harmony upon my breakaway that I can't reach And I kinda like the way it cries Deeply inside of my chest Lie to me Please lie to me It looks so comfortable to sit on the wooden bench Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Oh, lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Lie to me Oh, lie to me