Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Don't Believe a Word I Say

You don't know me, or where I've been
The way I see the world, and the way it all fits in
I've laid it out, and had my say
I've told you all my stories before they found their way

(chorus)things get convoluted in their twisted kind of way
it's hard to be coherent when i'm going at this pace
so don't believe a word i say

Everyday, I speak my words
Unpracticed and imperfect and really unrehearsed
Sometimes it's me, sometimes it's you
Mostly I am honest but sometimes that's not true


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