You think it's easy to live the silent lie

But your second face is peeling

Every word spoken every blink of the eye

Deceit makes itself revealing

Sickening how easy trust can be offset

Blatant truth will burn right through your ??

I hope this happens to you

And I hope your soul's splitting in two

And you can look me in the eyes

Your stagnant poise generates a blame

Filtered through the heart that's dying

Self absorbed soon enough you'll be rung on

And in this pretentiousness attitude drown

The twisted truth is inhaled by all

But its purest form is thriving

This will happen to you

Someone you trust will be untrue

Rot on the inside

This will happen to you

And you'll feel the ache of being used