Diamond Mine

(альбом: Birthing The Giant - 2006)

You keep on crossing those hearts
You keep on hoping to die
You keep on sticking those needles
You keep on telling those lies

So strange, so much in common
We really see eye to eye
You've got this wrapped up tight
You're really saying everything right

I'm so sick of your sons and daughters
They're not as they appear
I'm so sick of these double-crossers
Being so sincere

I'm calling fraud
You're telling lies
I'm calling fraud
You're selling deception

So strange, good friends in person
Not the case behind my back
You let it slip tonight
You're the one to start this fight

I'm so sick of your sons and daughters
They're not as they appear
I'm so sick of these double-crossers
Being so sincere

I'm calling fraud
You're telling lies
I'm calling fraud
You're selling deception

I'm not sure what you've got to hide
You're little masquerade
You're living like camouflage
Everything so staged

Not looking for a well cut piece of glass
We're searching for the real deal
Not looking for knockoffs, sugar
We're searching for the real deal, come on!

So sick of your sons and daughters
They're not as they appear
I'm so sick of these double-crossers
Being so sincere

I'm calling fraud
You're telling lies
I'm calling fraud
You're selling deception
Oh!

We're out looking for diamonds
So hard to find
We're out looking for diamonds
I'm thinking it'll take our whole damn lives