The Biggest Lie

Murs

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    C'mon tell me bout your problems
    C'mon tell me bout your problems
    C'mon tell me bout your problems

    The problem with me is that I think too much
    Relying on this pen and this ink too much
    And I do too much, I'm always on tour
    Accumulating points 'til I forgot about the score
    And the problem with you is you don't think at all
    Your brain is dead weight, so you sink and you fall
    You drink and you smoke 'til your motivation's gone
    And you know this is true, so you hate this song

    The problem with me is co-dependancy
    So afraid of the day that you wont remember me
    Knee deep in anxiousness, needy like an infant
    Escapism, beats, rhymes and women
    The problem with you? You let yourself stop believin'
    And now you're afraid of your own thoughts and feelings
    Forgot how to share what i loved most about you
    Lost your voice, now no choice but to doubt you

    Now, the problem with the world? The lack of respect
    For our earth, for our children, for the future we neglect
    For the morals, for the values, for the god that we select
    Millions die everyday without a cause to effect.
    The problem with the revolution? It's never gonna happen
    Through these marches, through this music, through these motherfuckas rappin'
    Through these communists, these socialists or any other faction
    Armchair activists, all talk no action

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    The problem that I stay surrounded with?
    They all wanna replace faith with a psychologist
    Bring the evolution where the thinkin' is pollution
    Where they're swallowin' the balance and they're drinkin' the sollutions
    The problem with the people that I wont stand next to?
    They don't hear the songs that we sing for the rescue
    The keys of life, the basslines of sadness
    So people that don't have, reach out and grab it

    The problem with hip-hop? Nothin' at all
    It's an artform, it ranges and it changes, it evolves
    It's not always for the better but be patient with it y'all
    For our time will come and the wicked will fall
    The problem with this song is it's not long enough to say
    How fucked up it is that we livin' this way
    Nothin' is alright but everything is okay
    So we plan for tomorrow but we live for today

    The problem with sex is self respect calibration
    The orgasm serves as your validation
    The problem with love is that it lives in a book now
    The problem with drugs is that they're too fuckin' good now
    The problem with logic is there's too many loopholes
    And the problem with truth is that it's usually brutal
    The problem is I cant trust most of what I see
    So fuck it.. all the problems of life must be me

    Momma said she'd kiss it all away
    Biggest lie she ever told
    Papa said he'd bring us brighter days
    Biggest lie he ever told
    When they said this world was ours
    Felt like we got bought and sold
    They said they had a cure for pain
    Biggest like they ever told

    Momma said she'd kiss it all away
    Biggest lie she ever told
    Papa said he'd bring us brighter days
    Biggest lie he ever told
    When they said this world was ours
    Felt like we got bought and sold
    They said they had a cure for pain
    Biggest like they ever told

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    Composición: Murs, Ant y Slug

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