Maze of Malice

Stuck in between what you are, and who you could be It's all I see, you're a tragedy Because in my eyes you don't deserve respect You're just a piece of shit Deep in frustration You lose your reputation You stole my words Just for exploitation All your friends will know it in the end Because you could never do it again Deep in frustration You lose your reputation You stole my words Just for exploitation All your friends will know it in the end Because you could never do it again Deep in imagination I build my reputation I use my own thoughts I don't need plagiarism You're done, you worthless maggot, this is now your end Because you can never get another thought (From my head) You thought my words would be so easy to steal But it's not your fucking anger 'cause it's not what you feel It's not the first time you've stole from another Almost all your songs you try to pass as your product But I guess that's just the way that it goes You steal from another, and nobody knows Except I knew every word was mine You couldn't use your own thoughts 'cause it doesn't sound right 'Cause it (Doesn't sound right) All the guilt that you choose to ignore But when you see my face you push your back to the door I'll keep on knocking but you never fucking hear me 'Cause all your thoughts are too loud when you know your fucking guilty Maze of malice Fomenting Projections of resistance They're looming