Puffer - Lazerbeak Remix
You want a blue sky, how provincial
Focus the dead eye upon the guard of the liars
Kinetoscoping not to fear a thing
Not anacondas under the cover of liars
Poseying in prose again, Mount Toby friends are make pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Never offered cover model jobs outside of Factory Hollow
So I'm the god of the liars
A truss construction never fears a thing
Look through the onion skin
Under the guard of the liars
Have my sights on your soul
Why don't you line on up?
All your business was in order
But you got tied up
Everybody round you thirsty
And you dried on up
You say that you okay, but I know you're tired
Liar, liar, with your pants on fire
There's an app for
You afraid that we gon' [?] your brain to science
Factory is what factory does
Ignorance is bliss because everybody know too much
Run they mouths, no sippy cups
Liars, tyrants, and scares, oh my
We try to defy, now we all gettin' by
I just want blue skies, no snakes
Need to get that pretty penny, but I guess
New position minus friction, X-game starlet earns the mention
Yeah, yeah, yeah
No-way ticket trained in consent, kissing cousins' train's a-coming
Now I'm the god of the liars
Yeah, yeah, yaeh