Faded Paper Figures
Real Lies
I, the broken I
I don’t feel, I don’t feel
You, the brand-new you
You’re so real, so real . .
Oh, we don’t care what you are
Come on turn up the charm
Oh, we don’t care for Descartes
Come on, turn up the charm!
Eyes, our open eyes
We don’t see, we don’t see
Lies, the guru lies
On dead seas, on dead seas . .
Oh, we don’t care what you are
Come on turn up the charm
Oh, we don’t care for Descartes
Come on, turn up the charm!
I need your lies, need your lies, need your lies
Your real lies real lies real lies
I need your lies, need your lies, need your lies
Your real lies real lies real lies
Shy, so camera shy
But so real, so real
Die, we’ll never die
We're so real so real
I need your lies, need your lies, need your lies
Your real lies real lies real lies
I need your lies, need your lies, need your lies
Your real lies real lies real lies
We want you, we want you in disguise
We want to, we want to live your lies