[Verse]
Night number two. Your eyes are smoke.
Every word's a heavy joke.
Masks are off. The lights go dim.
Nothing's left of her or him.
[Build-up]
I played the part — You kept still.
I fed the lie — You swallowed the pill.
One... Two... Three...
Let’s go.
[Drop]
You lied — I’m fine.
(Sub-bass growl)
Your game — Not mine.
(Distorted kick)
[Bridge]
No more love.
Only bass.
No more lies.
Out of this place.
No more breath.
Lost the trace.
Final death.
Of your face.
[Final Drop]
You lied — I’m fine.
Your game — Not mine.