| Song | Flawed Design Remix |
| Artist | Stabilo |
| Album | Flawed Design (Remix) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| When I was a young boy | |
| I was honest and I had more self-control | |
| If I was tempted I would run | |
| Then, when I got older | |
| I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted | |
| When I wanted it | |
| - And I wanted it | |
| Now, I'm having trouble differentiating | |
| Between what I want | |
| And what I need | |
| To make me happy | |
| So instead of thinking I just act | |
| Before I have the chance to contemplate the | |
| Consequences of action | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don't even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| flawed design | |
| And ever since I figured out | |
| That I could control other people | |
| I've had trouble sleeping | |
| With both eyes closed | |
| And if I asked permission | |
| If I make sure it's ok | |
| I promise I won't slip up this time | |
| You can trust me | |
| But never take advice from someone | |
| Who just admitted to being devious | |
| Who just confessed to treason | |
| And I would also never ask a question | |
| That I cannot ask myself | |
| For it might | |
| Dirty up your conscience | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don't even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don't even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my - | |
| cause I lie | |
| And if I could control it | |
| Maybe I could leave it all behind | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don't even know it | |
| Maybe this is all a part of my | |
| Flawed design |
| When I was a young boy | |
| I was honest and I had more selfcontrol | |
| If I was tempted I would run | |
| Then, when I got older | |
| I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted | |
| When I wanted it | |
| And I wanted it | |
| Now, I' m having trouble differentiating | |
| Between what I want | |
| And what I need | |
| To make me happy | |
| So instead of thinking I just act | |
| Before I have the chance to contemplate the | |
| Consequences of action | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| flawed design | |
| And ever since I figured out | |
| That I could control other people | |
| I' ve had trouble sleeping | |
| With both eyes closed | |
| And if I asked permission | |
| If I make sure it' s ok | |
| I promise I won' t slip up this time | |
| You can trust me | |
| But never take advice from someone | |
| Who just admitted to being devious | |
| Who just confessed to treason | |
| And I would also never ask a question | |
| That I cannot ask myself | |
| For it might | |
| Dirty up your conscience | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| cause I lie | |
| And if I could control it | |
| Maybe I could leave it all behind | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is all a part of my | |
| Flawed design |
| When I was a young boy | |
| I was honest and I had more selfcontrol | |
| If I was tempted I would run | |
| Then, when I got older | |
| I began to lie to get exactly what I wanted | |
| When I wanted it | |
| And I wanted it | |
| Now, I' m having trouble differentiating | |
| Between what I want | |
| And what I need | |
| To make me happy | |
| So instead of thinking I just act | |
| Before I have the chance to contemplate the | |
| Consequences of action | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| flawed design | |
| And ever since I figured out | |
| That I could control other people | |
| I' ve had trouble sleeping | |
| With both eyes closed | |
| And if I asked permission | |
| If I make sure it' s ok | |
| I promise I won' t slip up this time | |
| You can trust me | |
| But never take advice from someone | |
| Who just admitted to being devious | |
| Who just confessed to treason | |
| And I would also never ask a question | |
| That I cannot ask myself | |
| For it might | |
| Dirty up your conscience | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| Bridge: | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| Burying the voices of my conscience hitting ground | |
| And I will turn off | |
| And I will shut down | |
| The chemicals are restless in my head | |
| Chorus: | |
| cause I lie | |
| Not because I want to | |
| But I seem to need to | |
| All the time | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is | |
| All a part of my | |
| cause I lie | |
| And if I could control it | |
| Maybe I could leave it all behind | |
| Yeah, I lie | |
| And I don' t even know it | |
| Maybe this is all a part of my | |
| Flawed design |