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Revving up nowFinding ways to sift your sandCan I make you think I'm less remorseful, more disingenuous Than I actually am?It's in the way I tip my head to the sideMy pretend fidgeting, a coy replyAs I shift my eyesHas anybody seen our turncoat?Has anybody seen our boy?Has anybody seen our boy?We've found us a liar, liar, liar over WinchesterLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterWe've found us aLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterWe've found us one, did you find one too?Revving up nowRevving up to go like thisCan I make you think my honesty disguise is much more thinThan it actually is?And when see through me the me that you seePrecisely what I want, what I requireYou to see in meSongtexteHas anybody seen our turncoat?Has anybody seen our boy?Has anybody seen our boy?We've found us a liar, liar, liar over WinchesterLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterWe've found us aLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterLiar, liar, liar over WinchesterWe've found us one, did you find one too?Did you find one too? Aus Songtexte Mania