Fruit Flies

8 eyes around the flies are buzzing

The lights die down the halls are flooding

Underground the lie is turning to catch up with you

Front door where I left it between the floor

And the splinters under

My tongue

In my lungs

Replacement is blatant

8 eyes around the flies are buzzing

The lights die down the halls are flooding

Underground the lie is turning to catch up with you

You'll find another reason out

Another song I wrote about

Your eyes

Your lies

They have no weight

At anytime now you will break

The next thing you fake

8 eyes around the flies are buzzing

The lights die down the halls are flooding

Underground the lie is turning to catch up with you