its impossible to be true all the time
so i whistle the call of the wild wind of deceit
we conjure up smokescreens, projections of fact
everyday
and we waltz to each others vanity
its okay
we slip and fall flat over fickle emotions all the time
and trip over ourselves day in and day out
when you tell me you've got tricks up your sleeve
it scares me
maybe i'm simple you know i like magic
but it blinds me
when i'm not careful trouble comes knockin me down
i can't find the words to express how i feel so i lie
at first its just funny i want to impress
so it seems
but then you get too close its always just too close
too close
its too real its too real
its too real for me
when the clock strikes the time
its too real and i can't compete
credits
from Self Titled,
released February 1, 2012
A.O.: Harry Ann, vocals, saw
words & music written by A.O.
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