Whist

What was the prize of this game?
Fake friends? Fake clout? Fake fame?
Just stop with the bullshit, I'll teach you a lesson
On how to stop begging for fucking attention
You are so desperate, I see right through you
You think you're slick; a menacing ruse
When in reality, you're just a baby
You never got your way, so you cried 'come save me'

You sit on your throne of lies
While all the maggots and flies
They eat your insides
Like fresh apple pie
Lie to get by
Time after time
As hard as you try
You're never satisfied

I see your gas, it's more like mist
I see right through, I see you play Whist
Go on and play your card, go on, roll your dice
Just know that you will lose every time

Look who it is, bitch that I knew
You stir the pot, then you burn your roux
Look at me laughing, you're just a joke
Just another toxic, poisoned fucking freak show
Eyes all on us, yet they're all blind
Blinded by your gas, blinded by your light
Spare me the sob story, it won't work on me
You're just another blood sucking fucking leech

You sit on your throne of lies
While all the maggots and flies
They eat your insides
Like fresh apple pie
Lie to get by
Time after time
As hard as you try
You're never satisfied

I see your gas, it's more like mist
I see right through, I see you play Whist
Go on and play your card, go on, roll your dice
Just know that you will lose every time



Credits
Writer(s): Jade Hutchinson
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