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Papa Roach LyricsGrrBrr I lie so you lie, but I think we've lied too many times Hit the ceiling of our sky Why bother my other and call for another? Oppostite side I will freak out and come back, not gone far enough I know that I and you will sit as a picture Gerber bottle is fixture, to the fit he was living Was blown, captain of motherland, laughed on by brother's hand Gotta make that hook-up to come through, you didn't know you got lied to Hit the ceiling of the sky You thought you could fly, but your wings are made of wax I cannot see you, you cannot see me Cause you're high, you're too good of a person |