k** Creek - Falsified lyrics

Eight years falsified by the last days. I crushed your pride With the weight Of five months crashing down In between us; Three nights not one Can repair. And our cats are so playful while we fight; They're used to our years of sharpened claws. And it takes all those away, To know you feel now, All of eight years falsified, So I'm gonna push for the distance; I feel no room to rebuild. And I'm not gonna fight for the last word; I stole the first, after all. And our cats are so playful while we fight; They're used to our years of sharpened claws. And it takes all those away, To know you feel now, All of eight years falsified.