Imposturing

By Cursive

On Devourer

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Make It Up

Throw a cause at the wall

If it sticks, then you run with it

If you choose from the news

Be alert of its timeliness

You don’t need a song to come out

About some outdated scandal

Come and gone

Just cling to basic cliches

Of fundamental wrongs

Or make it up as you go along

If it works to be hurt

You could be a piece of shit

Leave your house and your spouse

Like a great escape artist

You don’t need your family to read

The agony you’ve inflicted

On yourself

The more you push ‘em away

The more you’ll sell

Ain’t that thе reason you write

Your hangdog and forthright songs?

You make ‘еm up as you go along

Now you’re out on your own

All alone with your hurtful words

All the pain you’ve attained

You applied to a second verse

No one wants to listen to sins

Regurgitated on colored wax again

You played your best cards

When you were young and insolent

So, here we are

Stumbled on a bridge

Looking for a scar

You haven’t exploited

Oh, I can’t go on…

Make it up as you go along

Endings

Lend poignancy

That’s really all I want

Make it up as you go along