stop trying to be mister nice guy when everyone knows you're the complete opposite stop spreading awful lies and make everyone think that's the truth of it
you smile pretty pretty but then suddenly want to **** me don't you dare stab me behind my back i'll grab your knife and stab you right back
i don't get why you have to tell lies when everyone knows you're lying there's no point in vying
what's your problem? you're so paranoid you can't solve them just because you're life is a void
you seek happiness in times of people crying because you know that your fakeness is finally working
no, don't get me wrong i didn't fall for your stupidity d'you really think i believed all along all your lies and all your fake stories?
to all those fakers out there, stop trying to be mister nice guy because not all angels worshiped God ;)