I lie so you lie
but i think we've lied too many times
hit the ceiling of our sky
why bother my other and call for another
opposite side
i will freak out and come back
not gone far enough
i know that i and you will
sit as a picture
gerber bottle is fixture
to the fit he was living
was blown
captain of motherland
laughed on by brother's hand
gotta make that hook-up to come through
you didn't know you got lied to
hit the ceiling of the sky
you thought you could fly
but your wings are made of wax
i cannot see you
you cannot see me
cause you're high
you're too good of a person