Instrumenty
Ensembles
Opera
Kompozytorzy
Wykonawcy

Teksty: Circle II Circle. Lies.

Why should it be so hard to deal with things?
You always slip away
I sit here wasted, twisted on the thoughts
That have come my way

Seeing everything as a paradox
It seems so toxic
Analyze this hopeless situation
With your blinded eyes

You could never see
The nightmare I feel
It always seems
That nothing is real

I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in what you say
I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in anything

Hide from the endless politics
The money and your tainted life
I know it's time
To break out of the shadows
Find my place in time

Getting out from underneath
The smoke screens
Meant to hide what you create
I figured out that trust was just my one mistake

You could never see
The nightmare I feel
It always seems
That nothing is real

I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in what you say
I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in anything

I don't believe you're you
I don't believe you're what you say
I don't believe this game
I don't believe in anything

I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in what you say
I don't believe your lies
I don't believe in anything

I don't believe you're you
I don't believe you're what you say
I don't believe this game
I don't believe in anything
Anything, anything, anything

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