The Singer Lied - Chavez

When the sleep time goes astray

And your right mind go to pray

You would tone out the drama today

The singer lied to me

Let them out while I spit and chase

All the liars, suckers and prisons are free

And none of this happens to me

The wisdom of the staircase and leaves them sleepless ghost face

Turn up the drop up, the day

Take the turn out, and drop of the day