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• Pack of Lies - The Fatima Mansions
• Pack of Lies - Ground Zero
• Pack of Lies - Fatima Mansions

They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good
Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood
She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand
She had to face eternity, so why not this mumbling man?
Who bought himself a wedding suit at a local warrant sale
It belonged to some old Turkish man who'd owed and gone to jail
He would caox her mind with talk of love to make her body kind
Because people hate the truth, you know; they need their pack of lies
Growing tired of being foreign, being spat on and shortchanged
He demanded that she leave with him for the land from whence he came
They were herded on like cattle to a ferry at high tide
This unkempt, aging orphan and his helpless, dying bride
But he left her at the other shore crying on the deck
She was slumped against the rail as he had struck to free his neck
and the customs shed was empty as he made his way inside
There were no chimpanzees in uniform to hear his pack of lies
Now she's ascending into heaven with contentment on her face
and Holy God is there to greet and batter her into her place
But meanwhile back on Earth, we see the prodigal's returned
and they're making him the chieftain and they've come to him to learn
How the neighbours in he rich land better steal and kill and lie
and when they ask who calls the weaklings there he just shrugs and says, ";Not I!";
Though surrounded by diseases, I stood tall and kept my health
I could have been important if I'd been somebody else
The moral of this story is: This land's a victim-farm
Don't you ever feed a beggar here, he'll eat your fucking arm
and don't blaspheme the strong ones if you want to stay alive
Now smile and give them thanks when they say, ";Here's a pack of lies!";

Look in to my eyes
All you see is fright
I'm so scared
I can hear you coming
A whirlwind full of lies
And the way you're heading
I'm not escaping this alive
Everytime I ask you as question
I get an answer but is it the truth
If it ain't I don't even want to know
Cause I'm pretty sure you feed me a pack of lies
Lies, lies, lies
Oh You feed me a pack of lies
You've come to pull me over
I've put up with to many lies
When you start talking
I just don't listen
I start walking
You have told to many lies
(Pack of lies)
Lies
(Pack of lies)
There's still a chance for me
To stay in this world for eternity
Why won't you come and save me
Did you care about me at all
Or was it just a pack of lies
Was it all just lies
Words go round and round my head
Filled with all the things you've said to me
Once you said you loved me
But I can't trust those words no more
I need evidence that you were being serious
(Chorus)
You've used up all your excuses
The truth is coming out
You don't know what to say
You've got yourself in a situation
I don't even want to know anymore
All you ever do is tell me lies
All I ever hear are lies, lies, lies
You're always telling me a pack lies
(Lies)
It's all just a pack of lies
(lies)
It's all just a pack of lies
(lies)

They first met at the hospital, she was checking out for good
Her body patched but past repair, and there her angel stood
She was feeling quite confused now that her death was close at hand
She had to face eternity, so why not this mumbling man?
Who bought himself a wedding suit at a local war on want sale
It belonged to some old Turkish man who'd owed and gone to jail
He would caox her mind with talk of love to make her body kind
Because people hate the truth, you know; they need their pack of lies
Growing tired of being foreign, being spat on and shortchanged
He demanded that she leave with him for the land from whence he came
They were herded on like cattle to a ferry at high tide
This unkempt, aging orphan and his helpless, dying bride
But he left her at the other shore crying on the deck
She was slumped against the rail as he had struck to free his neck
and the customs shed was empty as he made his way inside
There were no chimpanzees in uniform to hear his pack of lies
Now she's ascending into heaven with contentment on her face
and Holy God is there to greet and batter her into her place
But meanwhile back on Earth, we see the prodigal's returned
and they're making him the chieftain and they've come to him to learn
How the neighbours in he rich land better steal and kill and lie
and when they ask who calls the weaklings there he just shrugs and says, "Not I!"
Though surrounded by diseases, I stood tall and kept my health
I could have been important if I'd been somebody else
The moral of this story is: This land's a victim-farm
Don't you ever feed a beggar here, he'll eat your fucking arm
and don't blaspheme the strong ones if you want to stay alive