Confabulation
Have you ever had a dream so real
You now believed you lived it?
Mixing space and time and facts
You remember all the good bits
It's not easy to discern
What is truth and what is fiction
You've got to get your story straight
Or remain a contradiction
You can make excuses all night long
Your words are fabrications
Things can't always go your way
It's a lie (Can't you see?)
A confabulation
Memories are fickle things
You tend to lose the bad ones
If I could be your hero now
That's how I want it to go down
Bits and pieces come together
To form the perfect lie
A false start can confuse you
It's how we get by
You can make excuses all night long
Your words are fabrications
Things can't always go your way
It's a lie (Can't you see?)
A confabulation
A confabulation
A confabulation
A confabulation
A confabulation
A confabulation (It's a lie) (Can't you see?)
A confabulation (It's a lie) (Can't you see?)
A confabulation (It's a lie) (Can't you see?)
A confabulation(It's a lie) (Can't you see?)
A confabulation (It's a lie) (Can't you see?)
(It's a lie) A confabulation (Can't you see?)
(It's a lie) A confabulation (Can't you see?)
Confabulation
