They say all I hold is lies
Of saliva in my throat,
And when I talk, I spit them out.
To hold them in would
Make me choke.
Is this a game, is this a joke?
Truth be told, I am a liar.
But I do it without thought.
It is less than my desire.
Causes fire. Spray it out.
Heard those cheaters never win,
Let's pretend that these lies
Are only here to plaster grins.