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[Verse 1]
We are who we are, we see far through these stars
And each part of weak hearts that beat harbors deep scars
Keep it discreet, heated steam starts to leave far
We breathe hard, believe our beliefs are indeed ours
This intoxication started with our moderation
God-forsaken honest waiting compensates for lost relations
All the hatred, it dominates sane and calm bereavement
Small but painful altercations often make a coffin cave in
Laws and arrangements are but obstacles we gotta beat
So I'ma sleep here sonically and not compete with all you freaks
Honestly? I bet yall are all too weak to harness these
Our harbored demons, carnivores, arming me to the bars and teeth
[Chorus]
Cuz I know what you did, I know where you've been
And I don't wanna hear your sick excuses
I know what you are, don't try and pretend
You made your bed, now lie in it
I am a liar
Hide like a liar
I am a liar
Lie like a liar
I am a liar
I am a liar
[Verse 2]
The winners write the history, scripted it through their ministry
But Listen, leaders' imagery really doesn't mean shit to me
"Mister Mean," diss a dream, ill-conceived delivery's
The only thrill I've built for me, a villain breathing listerine
FRESH...let me in your head and I'll offend you
Bending every rule that's ever meant proof and blessed you
"Bless you," sneeze at Matt, incensed truth, let loose
Livid dissonance, singing were screaming out obsessed, doomed
I sit in pitch black, fiddling with this rap
Riddled with debilitating illnesses, I'm sick, sad
Think back, give it a minute and let your lips laugh
Everything I'm living in you're living in, a crisp cackle
Gashes, haphazardly slashes the backdrop
A bad prop, a half-assed photoshop hack-job
Ad hoc, masking the madness that we've had locked
Latched under padlocks, Matt's haunts or mass thoughts?
[Verse 3]
If we can't be held responsible for all the ghosts of rotting hopes
Walking through the halls we roam, then all our notions are a joke
Ominous, haunting, horrible, a cough in all our throats
Knots in our fucking stomachs, vomit flows, that's all she wrote
Fall in the hole, buried deep, very dark
Unaware of the perilous leap our very thoughts dare embark
On, nearest to flare is a spark, there beneath our cherished art
Wearing our hearts on our sleeves, carrying on our facade
Wear the face of an angel
Disguise all the shame
Your innocent smile won't
conceal the mistakes
You think you’re so clever
You think you got it all worked out
You can’t hide forever
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