they think you are god. Lyrics

Make them think you're God

Don't ever drop the façade

Say the truth is wrong

Deny the fact that you're a fraud

'Cause you can keep pushing your alternative facts

But doing so can be just like a fruit fly trap

It's easy to get in but no so easy to walk back

When you've told this many lies it can be hard to keep track

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When all you want is people to know your fucking name

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When the only thing you think about is winning the game

Saturate the database

Infatuate the simpler brains

Separate and feed the hate

Commiserate with the insane

'Cause truth doesn't always align with our desires

A perfect situation for narcissistic liars

They use it as defense while adding fuel to the fire

So if they're ever exposed they'll have a group of deniers

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When all you want is people to know your fucking name

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When the only thing you think about is winning the game

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When the only thing you think about is winning the game

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When all you want is people to know your fucking name

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Integrity is nowhere to be seen

Infamy is as good as fame

When the only thing you think about is winning the game

Sympathy was dead on the scene

Because the only thing you think about is winning the game