Feik

Shut your mouth nothing good comes out

You really good at weaving lies got them cards for the house

Full of shit over confident annoying too loud

You've done everything everywhere of course you're too proud

Get attention is your goal, dig a promise called a hole

Put inside it your own lies that you created on the go

See they smile cause of you, thinking what you say is true

But there's a few of us who know better your game has come unglued

I just laugh when I see it, and vomit in my mouth

I'd confront your fucking face but only lies come out