Everything Straight Lies Lyrics & Chords By Disappearers
Beauty was his mask until time ripped it from his face
With a combination no regrets the cigarettes wet, and reddened with wine
All he wants is the ending to his crippled fairy-tale
The girl she was a mess and a riddle and always smelled of lavender and lies
Running on empty faith and dreams, eventually he burns out
She spoke in double negatives before finally collapsing down the hall
And all he has to ease the pain is "How long does youth last?"
And whispered "It's the worst of the feelings when you don't feel nothing at all"
I wish for a million wishes said the smart-ass kid on the hill
I tried to make her laugh 'cause if I don't, I'm scared nobody will
Look: the painting of a painting of an easel by the sea
Let's laugh and listen to music the tall grass folded underneath
And look at the bottom of the ocean we have our eyes open wide
If we are just a grain in time’s eternal hourglass, what then?
And try our best to give ourselves a purpose when we know there isn't one.
To climb up to the top and fall the bottom all again.
Now she'll break the cycle, doesn't need a reason to believe.
I've lived this all before and I'll live this all over and over
Time runs in a circle, time runs in a circle not a line
That time runs in a circle
Time runs in a circle not a line
Time runs in a circle
And time runs in a circle not a line
Innocence is but a veil for demons underneath
With a misconception of the view of space and the place of the divine
Oh but nothing's lost forever if everything repeats
The boy was running late did he forget that everything straight is a lie
"So this must all have a meaning." he thought, closing his eyes
There's a reason for the seasons and the motions of the things I cannot see
All he prayed was that tomorrow he wouldn't tell one lie
And hell and paradise are pale compared to always having to be me
I wish for a million wishes said the smart-ass kid on the hill
I tried to make her laugh 'cause if I don't, I'm scared nobody will
Look: the painting of a painting of an easel by the sea
Let's laugh and listen to music the tall grass folded underneath
And look at the bottom of the ocean we have our eyes open wide
If we are just a grain in time’s eternal hourglass, what then?
And try our best to give ourselves a purpose when we know there isn't one.
To climb up to the top and fall the bottom all again.
Now she'll break the cycle, doesn't need a reason to believe.
I've lived this all before and I'll live this all over and over
Time runs in a circle, time runs in a circle not a line
That time runs in a circle
Time runs in a circle not a line
Time runs in a circle
And time runs in a circle not a line
