Damned to wear your lies like necklaces of lead.
Would you drag this lake, and pull me out, if i sank with them? No.
If it makes your eyes roll back,
Roll back in your head then i,
I hope that you burn up,
Before you hit the ground.
Now I see through you and there's nowhere for the pig to hide.

I'm that crucifix around your neck,
I'm bullshit (like you).