Tekster: Texas In July. It's Not My First Rodeo.

Your vanity could bring me to my knees
You radiate in your self-love
I am the life you're afraid to charm
My dear I mean no harm
You have little and you have taken too much
It's time I call your bluff
Fly away mercy, take a hold on
Fly away mercy, take a hold on me
On me
I've never loved a lair
And your perjury tells a tall tale
Now your ego has swallowed itself
You will never find yourself
Until you face the truth
But not even god can change the truth
Two-faced liar
I dammed you from the start
I am the end of all your dreams
Greed is what you cherish
And time is what you spend
Nothing more than a passing welcome
Stand alone I can
This is your creation
Broken and unfinshed
Nothing more than a passing welcome
But stand alone I can (now)
Oh the lies was I fed
It makes me better and dead