spoken mouth 
vague impression 
underline 
not living up 
splitting tongue 
lack given lesson 
choke up silt 
suck down message 

feed your sick ways with the blood in my veins 
if you could have your way would i die 
show me the hate that you made up so sweet 
with a leash of deceit i would swear 
you're fuckin' perfect 

it's so true 
you're a perfect saint 
for god's sake 
you're perfectly fake 

given out 
make religion 
undermine 
not living up 
spitting love 
lack in aggression 
choke up slit 
gave you a lesson 

feed your black brain with the blood in my veins 
if you could have your way would i die 
show me the lie that you stuck in your eye 
with two sides to your face i would swear 
you're fuckin' fake