Lyrics:

My story told is searching you up in the night
Ooh eyes staying close exclamation makes the sentances ball
And so it close I hope Im singing it right
A lie engle its the thing we do you cuz

The story told and I have broght it to live
A lie in the road its the thing we do you to make up
We all, you better ask yourself
How are you, you better ask yourself how you are
You better ask yourself where you are

Ive come ...how could anyone
It was too spoon to feed you to product to
Running on the tragic tril, still you gotta have some fuck
The memories sticks to me like like a dead fly on a roll up magazine
That swallow my two things
I come too far to give in
Thats how we go on this life
Thats what story told

How are you, you better ask yourself how you are
How are you
You better ask yourself how you are
You better ask yourself how you are

How are you, how are you, how are you, how are you