Got something to say, then say it to my face
You fabricate your own world using lies to create
Every word you speak your lying through fucking teeth
Every word you speak, lies through your teeth
So when your all alone hiding from the truth
Just remember I see right though, the web of shit you've spun that surrounds you
I am the weight of reality coming down on your head
To crush you into the fucking dust
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