I can see your empty eyes sitting in a perfect face

There's something vacant in your smile, there's something false about your ways

I can feel your pretty lies wrapping fingers around my skin

Saying, "baby, we won't bite if you let us pull you in."

I'll never fall into your crooked game, unbridled pride I'll never swallow

And yeah, we're out here building our own wave, while you're still swimming in the Shallows

And yeah you're sitting, spitting paraphrase while all your suckers blindly follow

You're rolling up like you're some saving grace but your words ain't nothing but hollow

I can see your golden chain and your lion on a leash

But you're filling up your plate, oh, with empty calories

So what's hiding out of sight, buried underneath it all?

Are you scared that I might find that you aren't what you say you are?

I'll never fall into your crooked game, unbridled pride I'll never swallow

And yeah, we're out here building our own wave, while you're still swimming in the Shallows

And yeah you're spitting, shitting paraphrase while all your suckers blindly follow

You're rolling up like you're some saving grace but your words ain't nothing but hollow

We don't fuck with the greats, trigger up, taking names, setting fire to the stage

Going buck with the rage, crawling out of the cage, same old shit, time to change

We don't fuck with the greats, trigger up, taking names, setting fire to the stage

Going buck with the rage, crawling out of the cage, same old shit, time to change

We don't fuck with the greats, trigger up, taking names, setting fire to the stage

Going buck with the rage, crawling out of the cage, same old shit, time to change

We don't fuck with the greats, trigger up, taking names, setting fire to the stage

Going buck with the rage, crawling out of the cage, same old shit, time to change

I'll never fall into this fucking game, unbridled pride I'll never swallow

And yeah, we're out here building our own wave, while you're still swimming in the Shallows

And yeah I'm sitting, spitting razor blades, set and ready, coming for your throat

You're coming up like you're some saving grace, but your words ain't nothing but hollow