You see the brow quiver and frown
And all the guilt dripping over his mouth
Flick off the eye, showing the whites
Showing the nervous vessels inside
Hide, hide, hide
I'm sure it stinks under his skin
Where pores secrete all the hate from within
We open up the muscle work
Coated in all this thick sludge and dirt, hurt
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Starting to rain, a storm is shaped
It's chucking down in attempts to wage shame
Holes in your speech gives a gap to breathe
You muster up how lie through your teeth
Thief, thief, thief
Your dirty work is covered up
And it is worse when the paint washes off
Their bellies bloat, insides are broke
Cannot contain all the lies they will choke, choke
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Ooh-oh-oh, ooh-oh-oh
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go from here?
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