Sangtekst: Street Bulldogs. Other. Frustation Behind The Mirror.

You don't know how to say to me the size of your frustration
Reflects in our friendship but you can't see
You can't control your anxiety
Lying to me all the time

Making between us a constant conflict
You want me to believe what kind of lie? [3x]

Try to turn off your TV
That takes you to the fantasy world
And makes you feel inside a Hollywood movie
Your money is not enough to buy
The things you dream all the time
Maybe is guilty of your disguised frustration

You want me to believe what kind of lie? [3x]

I know it's hard for you to accept
But only you know what i'm saying it's true
So now try to understand at least once look at you
In front of a mirror like the real you

You want me to believe what kind of lie? [3x]