False Advertising Lyrics - Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground - Bright Eyes

On a string 

On a string 

On a string, I was held the way I move, can you tell? 

My actions are orchestrated from above 

So I swing and I sway wave my hand, kick my leg 

And it's always right with the music 

Until' all that swaying starts to make you sick 

For a song, I was bought now I lie when I talk 

With a careful eye on the cue card 

Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow, well rehearsed 

So give me all your pity and your money, now all of it 

We used to think that sound was something pure 

But if I could act like this was my real life 

And not some cage, where I've been placed 

Well then, I could tell you the truth like I used to 

And not be afraid of sounding fake 

Now all anyone's listening for are the mistakes 

Ahh, I'm sorry 

No, it's okay, it's okay 

One, two, three 

One, two, three 

In a house by myself I hear the ice start to melt 

And I'll watch the rooftops weep for the sunlight 

And I know, what must change fuck my face, fuck my name 

They are brief and false advertisements 

For a soul, I don't have somethin' true, I have lacked 

And spent my whole life tryin' to make up for 

But I found in a song and in the people I love 

They will lift me up out of darkness 

And now my door, it stands open 

I'm inviting everyone in we're gonna laugh 

We're gonna drink, until' the morning comes 

That's what we're gonna do come on, come on