Like a bad lie by Ghostin'

Who have you jerks high?

You waste our memory

And impressed us to the core

But you stole the songs you sang

That your best friends recognize

All the youthful skin and eyes

And some foreign locks to fly

Faced to the moon

But to the moon

Oh, it's like a bad lie

And you only love yourself

Or you just gazed at your son

Give a thought to someone else

But that your best friends recognize

All the women is the sky

Do they want to take the ride?

Do they stay on your good side all the time?

Clean and see them all weekend

By Monday dawn, around midnight

So come on, just sound of something

A souvenir from the roadside

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