There wouldn't be any artists, no jugglers or tightrope walkers.
A bit of sun to melt the ice flow, a good disguise to start the show.
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey.
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry.
Changing the scenes different faces,
Another costume changing places.
We wouldn't be great performers, we'd watch the time pass us over
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be pretty boring
Without lies, in my eyes life would be pretty bad
In the champagne I prefer the bubbles
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up sad.
Without Lies, in my eyes life would be straight up grey
When I eat cake, I prefer the cherry

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