god is pressure more or less
a life of lies to make a mess
i see you suffer with a smile
well look around yourself,
baby don't you think you're in denial
to see your garden of debris
it could be the thing that sets you free
(just say you didn't mean)
you pulled the plug to save your face
to reconciliate the grace
i see you suffer with a smile
don't you think you're in denial
(just say you didn't mean)