Allow me to not really make your acquaintance.
What color is the lie if it’s done for recreation?
Self-contradict with conviction.
Before long you discover truth is not stranger than fiction.
And isn’t much truer, and it comes off as hokey.
I don’t make songs to help you get to know me.
And I don’t make songs to provide you with access:
The Misinformer. Take your best bad guess.
I could say what I really think and lay my soul bare.
Not saying “would” or “wouldn’t,” I’m saying you shouldn’t care.
Ever heard the saying, “Too good to be true?”
It mean’s whatever I invent’s better than anything you could do.
Keep it real? Nah, I’d rather keep it entertaining
Than have to explain all the cause for complaining.
I’ll say what I mean and I’ll mean what I say
When I wanna make an album to bore you all away.
It’s my party, I’ll cry wolf if I want to.
Really I’m just copying and pasting links
If I was backmasking I’d say the same basic things.
It’s my party, I’ll cry wolf if I want to.
The truth sounds better when you stretch it and contort it.
Like moths to the flame, us suckers flutter toward it.
It’s my party, I’ll cry wolf if I want to.
Don’t try to tell me irony is passé.
It’ll top your teary-eyed openness any day.
It’s my party, I’ll cry wolf if I want to.
So I can like to you, and you can lie to me,
And we can call it “all in fun” and protect our privacy.
credits
from Aim Less,
released August 9, 2010
The Mispronouncer made the beat.
The Mispronouncer wrote the words.
The Mispronouncer performed the vocals.
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