Lyrics
Gaslight
You bear the fruit of wickedness
Intentions that are so mischievous
You would rather destroy me and fucking deceive
Instead of taking accountability
Just tell it straight
Straight to my face
All of your lies sound the fucking same
You're not a victim
You're a fucking disease
Why won't you shut the fuck up and listen to me
Motherfucker
Turn away, hide from the truth
Go ahead and run like you always do
I'll fucking claw at your roots
Until you fall under pressure
Just tell it straight
Straight to my face
All of your lies sound the fucking same
You're not a victim
You're a fucking disease
Why won't you shut the fuck up and listen to me
Gaslight
Gaslight
Gaslight
Gaslight
You bear the fruit of wickedness
Intentions that are so mischievous
You would rather destroy me and fucking deceive
Instead of taking accountability
I couldn't see that you're a snake
And that was my biggest mistake
But I promise you that I'll make you pay
Make you pay
I'll make you pay
And I'll never forget your fucking face (scum of the fucking earth)
Sidestep backtrack
Try to place blame instead of face facts
Find a scapegoat
Blame it on that
It's never your fault
For the way that you act
They would rather cut ties
Than cut you more slack
You replaced a knife
For the clothes off their back
You would rather lie
I hope you choke on the words you recite
I hope the bridges you burn keep you warm at night
Writer(s): Carlos Contreras
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