My aspect to dirty deeds
Done by ill-natured men be like you.
The four contradictions i see
But you cant tell one from each other
The good, the evil, the truth, the lie
Smile at me but i smell rat
Dead sure you ll stab me in the back
Slanders meant to make me fall
One day ou ll reap all that you sowed
You only show the other face
Skindeep, inside ou re pack of waste
Sick with consience that is bleak
Intensions strong but spirit weak
Hiding out, Behind your lies
Dumping to conslusions
Slashes the others
Once you tell me a lie
You re about to say another
