Walk the line
Reach and [fight?] for a [pint?] of sky
A magic bottle, magic pill
Some folks never get their fill
You just gotta take and take
'Til the cradle come crashing down
Does it even make a sound
Leave the dead to their own
And their golden phone
An easy lie
Cracks his teeth from a crooked smile
And the melody makes it rise
Punch a hole right through the sky
That burns so black that I can run
From the shadow of the favorite sun
Take down your dome
And let us in
Search the stars
There's no need to fly so far
Where did the garden grow
The first home we ever know
The laws are cut out of sound
We're only flesh and bone
Take down your dome
And let us in
Take down your dome
And let us in
Be evil once more
Easy Lie was written by Dimitri Manos & Ryen Eggleston.
Easy Lie was produced by Nathan Sabatino.