Turning things around
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
Turning things around your story's not congruent
[Incomprehensible]
Turning things around your story's not congruent
Wearing out unconvincing lies
You're turning things around
Turning things around
Yeah yeah yeah

But you're not making sense
I know you comfort lies in lying to try to make your life make sense
Your shade don't hide no sun from me
Broken record talk tonight

Turning things around your story's not congruent

Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
I'm taking notes your taking me away
You're turning things around
I'd say it aloud but I'm not aloud
Fake stories humor me
You strike a smile in me
With your two cents, you're
You're turning things around
Into your false reality
Like a seedling dropped from an old oak tree
Yeah yeah
Skip that needle back and forth on your mind
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
You're turning things around, go
You're turning things around
Farfetched as they may be
Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah
A manic stunning scene
Your stories ring of perjury
Tabloid decoys pitiful excuses
It's graduation time, I love you like a mother
I see your head spin round and round

Construed with self empowering theme

Suckin' on my brain your the teacher I'm the student
Turning things around