Found Out

Brace for the fall, tangled by your balls
Oh, this facade's so cleverly disguised but
I see you're fucking blurry
Yeah, your persona's murky
You never wrote down the words
Cause you could never keep them
I see you're fucking shady
Yeah you are strapping daggers
Onto your arms, reach for me

Take it as a bad sign
Do it for the old times
You said don't worry, honey
I'll keep you for your money
Do it for the old ones
You cannot erase them
Now take it to the past now
Where you can see you're found out

Knowing it all, watch it as they crawl
Taking more, even when your plate's full
But still you're always hungry
When seeing others starving
That charismatic aura
Will lend a violent ending
And keep on prancing onwards
Until your hands are mangled
Now light the fuse, take it on

Take it as a bad sign
Do it for the old times
You said don't worry, honey
I'll keep you for your money
Do it for the old ones
You cannot erase them
Now take it to the past now
Where you can see you're found out

Do it for the old times
You said don't worry, honey
I'll keep you for your money
Do it for the old ones
You cannot erase them
Now take it to the past now
Where you can see you're found out