I know
The sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know
The gluttonous guilt that buried me in your bed
Manipulate me if آپ can
Go on and fool me like your biggest fan

I know
The arrogant pride that poisons the truth آپ hear
I know
The bigoted tongue that tears away all your fear
Pontificate آپ faded star
Go on and دکھائیں me who آپ really are

آپ can lie to the papers
آپ can hide from the press
آپ can fake it on stage
آپ can crawl from your cage
آپ can تلاش and destroy
آپ can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick آپ played
Whore آپ laid
Dream آپ stole
I know the بستر in the room in the wall
In the house where آپ got what آپ wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that آپ keep
I know where آپ sleep

I know
The illness behind the image آپ create
I know
The tedious need to turn all آپ love into hate
آپ poor pathetic paranoid
Is it just me یا do آپ secretly enjoy it?

آپ can lie to the papers
(You can lie) آپ can hide from the press
(You can hide) آپ can fake it on stage
آپ can crawl from your cage
آپ can تلاش and destroy
آپ can kill and depend on it
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
I know your tainted flesh
(You can’t hide)
I know your filthy soul
(You can’t hide)
I know each trick آپ played
(You can fake it if آپ try) Whore آپ laid
Dream آپ stole
I know the بستر in the room in the wall
In the house where آپ got what آپ wanted and ruined it all
I know the secrets that آپ keep
I know where آپ sleep

Sleep
Sleep
Sleep

آپ play the victim very well
آپ build yourself indulgent hell
آپ wanted someone to understand you
Well be careful what آپ wish for because I do
You’ve got a fancy turn of phrase
آپ set your trap
آپ made your plays
You’re so fond of games
آپ must never lose
Funny how the only one in your بستر is you

آپ can lie to the papers
آپ can hide from the press
آپ can lie to the papers
آپ can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
آپ can lie to the papers
آپ can hide from the press
(Fake, crawl, search, kill)
FAKE, CRAWL, SEARCH, KILL

Oh my god
Oh my god
I touched you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
God save the queen
I loved you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
Oh, oh
I fucked you
I can never live it down
I can never live it down
I can never live it down

I know the sickening thoughts that slither around your head
I know the gluttonous guilt that buried me in your …shh!… bed

آپ can lie to the papers
آپ can hide from the press
آپ can fake it on stage
آپ can run from your cage
آپ can تلاش and destroy
آپ can kill and depend on it
I know your tainted flesh
I know your filthy soul
I know each trick you’ played
Whore آپ laid
Dream آپ stole
I know the بستر in the room in the wall
In the house where آپ got what آپ wanted and ruined it
I know the بستر in the room in the wall
In the house where آپ got what آپ wanted and ruined it
I know the بستر in the room in the wall
In the house where آپ got what آپ wanted and ruined it
I know the secrets that آپ keep
I know where آپ sleep

I’m wishing آپ the best of luck
And سے طرف کی the way
(Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing آپ the best of luck
And سے طرف کی the way
(Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing آپ the best of luck
And سے طرف کی the way
(Your poetry sucks)
I’m wishing آپ the best of luck
And سے طرف کی the way