My lies, they seem so profound  
She leaves me, I left a trail around town 
My hand, the lighter's loyal friend  
Flicker scene, life’s only big in the end  

Follow me, my compass is out of wack 
No fight, every motion is slack 
I call, to pull you further in 
Into me, until you know who I am 

 

Stretching truths to fill the void  
Pumping stories and bumping lines  
But the punchlines were so unkind 

This drag, to make dying feel good 
Hear things, I’m not missunderstood 
I'm at, the mercy of horrors of lust 
Ghost of you, but I don’t leave one of us 

Stretching truths to fill the void  
Pumping stories and bumping lines  
But the punchlines were so unkind 

Lyrics by: Terence Kazimierczak

Music by: Justin Loran and Terence Kazimierczak

Stretching Truths