the language of the lie    barbed and callous tongues shall lick    behind the thinnest doors    a web of falsehood so unfolds       humility    pride dissected maliciously    a mockery    bonds dissolve in endless mimickery       cruelly illuminated the subject of shallow spectacle    inherent weaknesses revealed    contact withers to a lull       once perfect pictures now stained with fingerprints    tragedy fucks jealousy    the human heartstrings bend and break       vultures with human eyes, can you feel them circling?    preying on tender moments    the failures of purest dream    our selfish means are the means to this fucking end    a knife for every spine of every man       nails scratching into the flesh until fibers are broken    something's got to give       the bottoms of bottles no longer ease the pain    and the bathroom mirror reflects the face of autonomy       man must invert    internalize the pain    the sequence replays in the mind    the human heartstrings bend and break       vultures with human eyes, can you feel them circling?    preying on tender moments    the failures of purest dream    our selfish means are the means to this fucking end    a knife for every spine of every man       away a lot ugly answers lie somewhere in between    intrinsic disregard and the burden of weakness       they're sharpening    the knives are always sharpening    a life now stained with fingerprints    something's got to give!