Liar In Layers Lying

When you think you are camouflaged, it makes me fu*king laugh. Don't you know that it's easy knowing what and how you do. Can't you see the fact that I've been watching you. You make me fu*king sick and make me want to fu*king puke. I'm taking all of the doubt, bringing in all of the time. When I make it rhyme, I reject all of your kind. Liar in layers lying. Hiding in the back, hiding in the front. Hiding in the fact, that lying is your stunt. Secrets and all your lies, behind the emission. Staying in disguise, fu*king fu*ker I hope you suffer. Wish your life to be full in terror, Inside each and every single mirror.