a good friend once said to me, "even the walls can hear"
how figurative, right?
even I was curious at first what she meant by that
but later on, I realized that no matter how thick or thin a wall is
no matter how soundproofed it was or not
someone was really eyeing on you
listening to your inaudible pleas
watching your every move
She’s even faster than journalists
when it comes to delivering flash reports to her boss.
Twisting stories, baseless accusations with no truth or proof
maybe she has eyes built into her back
since she seems to see things I didn’t even know or do.
It's too many lies, look in my eyes, they know I'm the truth
It's too many, I don't know how to decipher which one is a lie or the truth
run me a mile, hit you up on the highway
smirk my humor, laugh all you want
karma never listens when you beg
karma never forgives, once it choses your fate
when karma hits you, you can't stop it
either you run away from it, still, it can trace you and shoot you in the head like a mad man