Santajah Douglass

Fake People

I hate fake people, I hate liars, Masks on their faces, flames in their eyes, They can\'t tell the truth, can\'t stand up tall, Cowards and bitches, they crumble and fall.

 

I hate their thoughts, their twisted ways, Their Godly disguise, a maze of deception\'s maze, They preach and they pray, they pass the blame, But their souls are stained, their hearts are lame.

 

Give me a ditch, I\'ll gladly take the fall, Before I face their masks, their puppet show, Hypocrites and fakers, I\'ve no time for their game, I\'d rather be alone, than wear their fake chain.

 

I hate the phony Christians, their two-faced smile, Their Bible quotes, their fake holy guile, They\'re worse than the devil, they\'re the lowest kind, A shame they\'re not in hell, a sinful grind.

 

So I\'ll stand alone, and I\'ll shout it loud, I hate fake people, I can\'t be proud, To walk with the deceivers, the wolves in sheep\'s clothes, I\'d rather be me, and bear my woes.

 

For I am true, I am real, I am raw, I\'ll face my flaws, I\'ll break the law, But I\'ll never be like them, I\'ll never pretend, I\'ll hate the fakes, till the very end.