Texty: CKY. Deceit Is Striking Gold.

Speaking gibberish the shrieking dribble almost making sense
Let down your guard and sign the donor card
My emptyness one to many times
Hear what your told the truth is getting old

A simple victom
Just cant defeat them
So late to abnock this
With empty pockets

Two big to taime if i knew pleasure in the facts
Sad soul alone but never on your own
You make mistakes many repetitiously
As the truth unfolds deceit is striking gold

The victom
He didnt defeat them
He's obligated
And terminated

Calling this a day its running to
Quit existance at the proper cue
The heartless bishop that were all like you
Better forfeit or goals your through

I cant bare the shame or the error of your choice
Infliction springs has seen the last of me
Who makes your moves its unique how both their hands
Do what your told deceit is striking gold

The victom
He didnt defeat them
He's obligated
And terminated

Calling this a day its running to
Quit existance at the proper cue
The heartless bishop that were all like you
Better forfeit or goals your through

Calling this a day its running to
Quit existance at the proper cue
The heartless bishop that were all like you
Better forfeit or goals your through