False Advertising — текст песни (bright eyes)





On a string...

On a string...

On a string, I was held.
The way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above.
So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand, kick my leg,
And it is always right with the music.

"Until all that swaying starts to make you sick..."

For a song I was bought,
Now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue card.
Onto a stage I was pushed,
With my sorrow well rehearsed.
So give me all your pity and your money, now (all of it)

"We used to think that sound was something pure..."

If I could act like
This was my real life,
And not some cage where I`ve been placed,
Well then, I could tell you
The truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake.

Now all anyone`s listening for are the mistakes!


(Ah, I`m sorry!)

(Oh, it`s okay, it`s okay)


1, 2, 3,
1, 2, 3!

In a house by myself,
I hear the ice start to melt,
And I`ll watch rooftops weep for the sunlight.
And I know what must change,
Fuck my face. Fuck my name,
They are brief and false advertisements...

...For a soul I don`t have.
Something true I have lacked
And spent my whole life trying to make up for.
But I found in a song
And in the people I love,
They will lift me up out of darkness.

And now my door, it stands open,
I`m inviting everyone in.
We`re gonna laugh,
We`re gonna drink until the morning comes.
That`s what we`re gonna to do...
Come on!! Come on!!



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