they think you are god.

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.