Corcega - The Lie Detector

Now every day is Sunday, and you feel it
Shouldn’t this be different? The voices sound like a smoker’s cough
The icicles are forming on your lips and I can barely see you
Against the lie detector dancing with your shoes untied
A touch of decadence among the fleeting flock
It seems like a good moment to retreat
Just glowing for a second until someone burns their hands

Twist me like a bottle cap
Baby without being polite
The morning’s heated maybe it’s not just us

Fall into my corner, I’m stuck, and I also feel it
The gathеring the shouting you cannot identify
It feels like еvery day is Sunday and, there’s no room for cheating
Just leave them in the freezing, drive me like a stolen car

Twist me like a bottle cap
Baby without being polite
The morning’s heated maybe it’s not just us

The lie detector, against the lie detector
The lie detector, against the lie detector
The lie detector, against the lie detector
The lie detector, against the lie detector
Twist me like a bottle cap
Baby without being polite
The morning’s heated
Maybe it’s not just us

Twist me like a bottle cap
Baby without being polite
The morning’s heated
Maybe it’s not just us

Twist me like a bottle cap
Baby without being polite
The morning’s heated
Maybe it’s not just us