Smoke And Mirrors Songtext / Lyric

Comatose, feed my head with liberty

I? ve got an appetite for deceit

I? m done, well done, stick a fork in me

Cover me in apathy, discreetly and distinct able



I am trying to break your heart

I? m plagued with doubt, no frogs, or murdered first born

My thoughts are just a little sun burnt

Dismantle all that ever was, strip it down, withdraw the blood



Something is gonna break real soon

Who? s covering whose eyes?

Safety in knowing other? s lies

Pulled by the strings of time



Hold me back

I? m going to throw it all down on the table

Do you expect us to believe in these fables?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?






Hold me tight

It seems all I really have is in front of me

Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?



A throw back to all those 80s slasher flicks

You? re a cheap killer, and I? m getting sick of it

God's dead, and all bets have waived they? re rights

All is fair in love and time, who will win the game of war?



Illusion, a delusion, a terrible secret

What one does see is another? s lost prophet

Hold me close, I can see right through you

Challenge all you? ve ever heard, incite the search and motivate



Something? s gonna break real soon

Who? s covering whose eyes?

Safety in knowing other? s lies

Pulled by the strings of time.



Hold me back

I? m going to throw it all down on the table

Do you expect us to believe in these fables?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?



Hold me tight

It seems all I really have is in front of me

Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?



Please read between the lines

A simple compromise between the sands of time

[Incomprehensible]



Hold me back

I? m going to throw it all down on the table

Do you expect us to believe in these fables?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?



Hold me tight

It seems all I really have is in front of me

Is the rest just a dream or a fallacy?

Oh what to do with you? With you, with you, with you?