Eve 6 - Leech

Tell those stories to me I'm dying to hear the things you've done and seen
Far fetched as they may be
You strike a smile in me
Your stories ring of perjury
Construed with self empowering theme
Suckin on my brain you're the teacher I'm the student
Turning things around, your story's not congruent
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things around, you're turning things around
A maniac stunning scene
I'm taking notes you're taking me away into your false reality
I know your comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense
But you're not making any sense
I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud
I see your head spin round and round
Broken record talk tonight skip that needle back and forth on your mind
wearing out unconvincing lies
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree you shade don't hide no sun
from me
Fake stories humor me
It's graduation time I love you like a mother