verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...

verse 1: - what's that? (what's that?) catch a whiff - with ease you breathe the stench you exhibit - inquisitive minds get devoured in your rampage - but those who know have already advanced to the next stage - and in your two page short story, that's the conclusion - the fact you think you're not losing's only part of your illusion - ...i think you're used to using - not drugs but humans, roll them up and put a torch to them - fool me once, and you'll probably get away with it - but fool me twice and that makes me the fucking idiot - ...and i don't pity friends, - who didn't learn the first time now going thru the same shit again - and that god awful, wide, toothy, shit eating grin - got me feeling like a law abiding citizen - because you're full of more shit and it's evident - than the small intestines of a dog that eats it's own excrement Chorus: - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself... verse 2: - i need protective gear for the lies that you smear now - all down the walls of my ear canals - and beyond doubt's shadow and judgement obscured by clouds - maybe a god peers down, as he pushes aside his shroud - i see the truth in your retina behind your defensive fits - plain to see, like when a guilty person admits - stuff flying out your mouth and you can't even back it - using words you couldn't spell even with internet access - talking in circles, with a tongue that's a twisted mess - balking at the chance to impress. yes. - i said it. Only because i won't forget it - an ugly image embedded, that was left to your credit. - You fed it, then jetted. Can't draw me into your setting, - and there's no reason to even sweat it. - Two tears in a bucket, motherfucker, you can suck it. - Falling out your mouth, splash in your own substance Chorus (x2): - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - when my gut won't wiggle, and my finger won't bend - Look sharp, cut you with an eye glance - Lie hands, a majestified stance - try H.A.M., - or as solid as you can - because the only one you're fooling is yourself...