Fraud, Failure

Siv Jakobsen - Fraud, Failure

I bring to the light of day

Only lines carefully made

Wouldn't want you knowing

The words I keep beneath the rhythm and the rhyme

These precious lines I write

Were surely born as lies

So I only show the words I know

Will keep in the heat of light of day

And as I write the words

Escape like shooting bits of blue to crumbled bits of paper

The only place to truly know my mind

The heart is a masterpiece

The brain is to blame for keeping it bleeding

To justify an idle life on paper

And as I write the words

Escape like shooting bits of blue to crumbled bits of paper

The only place to truly me

As I write the words escape

Like shooting bits of blue to crumbled bits of paper

The only place to truly know my mind

I could never show you

All that breeds within my brain

I could never bear it

Cause you would find me out

I'm a fraud I have failed

You would find me out

I'm a fraud a failure

Failure

Failure

Failure

Failure

Failure

Failure

Failure