Eyes stare back into lies
I don't care much for you
Or anything you say you'll do
Some context might direct
All that you're preaching underneath your breath
Fall deeper into the role
Of the ideal one we'll call the impostor
What are we to do when our boys in blue
Are forced to shoot bullets from guns
Built by the huns?
They'll think they've won
When here comes the flood
Eyes stare back into lies
I don't care much for you
Or anything you say you'll do
Some context might direct
All that you're preaching underneath your breath
Fall deeper into the role
Of the ideal one we'll call the impostor
It should be obvious, look how the weathers changed
Lies speak certain truths
Call out the elephant in the room
Because it's the only thing to do
Some context might direct all that you're preaching
Fall deeper into the role
Of the ideal one we'll call the impostor
A bite-size serving of power pop from a rising Virginia band equipped with three different guitarists; riff snobs won't be disappointed. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 18, 2024