False Advertising

[Songfic Entry #2] On a string, I was held; the way I move, can you tell?

Based on "False Advertising" by Bright Eyes


1. Lyrics

"On a string
On a string

On a string, I was held; the way I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above
So I swing and I sway, wave my hand, kick my leg
And it's always right with the music

(Until all that swaying starts to make you sick)

For a song, I was bought now I lie when I talk
With a careful eye on the cue card
Onto a stage, I was pushed, with my sorrow well rehearsed
So give me all your pity and your money, now - all of it

(We used to think that sound was something pure)

But if I could act like this was my real life
And not some cage where I've been placed
Well then, I could tell you the truth like I used to
And not be afraid of sounding fake
Now all anyone's listening for are the mistakes

[cut music]

[voice] Ahh, I'm sorry!

No, it's okay, it's okay
One, two, three
One, two, three

In a house by myself, I hear the ice start to melt
And I'll watch the rooftops weep for the sunlight
And I know, what must change fuck my face, fuck my name
They are brief and false advertisements

For a soul, I don't have, somethin' true, I have lacked
And spent my whole life tryin' to make up for
But I found in a song and in the people I love
They will lift me up out of darkness

And now my door, it stands open
I'm inviting everyone in; we're gonna laugh
We're gonna drink, until' the morning comes
That's what we're gonna do come on, come on!"

-Bright Eyes

"False Advertising" 

Album: Lifted or The Story is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground




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