I found another crack in the story you sold,
A shiny little truth you tried to choke in gold.
You swore you hated lights, said the crowd felt wrong,
But now you’re buried in the bass, screaming every song.
Guess comfort’s just a costume you wear for the night,
And I was stupid enough to think you meant your side.
Pre-Chorus
Every reel, every clip, every neon frame—
It’s like you’re mocking who I was while dancing on my name.
Chorus
Lie after lie, you built a world I couldn’t see,
A counterfeit soul you stitched together for me.
I fell for the mask, for the ghost you pretended to be,
Now I’m choking on the truth you left behind.
Lie after lie, you kept me blind,
But I’m waking up to every warning sign—
I loved an illusion, not the person standing in the spotlight this time.
Verse 2
You used to drag me down for wanting to feel alive,
Said I was addicted to the eyes, to the shine.
But look at you now—front row with your arms in the air,
Living like the version you swore you couldn’t bear.
Funny how the cage was mine until you found your stage,
And I’m left picking through the wreckage of your masquerade.
Pre-Chorus
The truth was a whisper hiding under your skin,
I heard it too late while the music drowned me in.
Chorus
Lie after lie, you built a world I couldn’t see,
A counterfeit soul you stitched together for me.
I fell for the mask, for the ghost you pretended to be,
Now I’m choking on the truth you left behind.
Lie after lie, you kept me blind,
But I’m waking up to every warning sign—
I loved an illusion, not the person standing in the spotlight this time.
Bridge
Maybe I was in love with the silence between your words,
Not the venom you saved for when it really hurt.
And now the dance floor has become your throne,
While I’m finally learning how to let you go.
Final Chorus
Lie after lie, you built a world I couldn’t see,
But the cracks are burning through the seams.
I loved the dream you forced into my hands,
Not the truth you hid behind every stance.
Lie after lie, the spotlight’s yours—
But I’m not standing at your doors.
You can keep your neon crown, your brand-new spin—
The illusion’s dead, and I won’t fall again.

Lie after Lie - Coldwake

𝕬𝖑𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖓𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖈𝖐 𝕾𝖔𝖓𝖌𝖘
𝕻𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖊𝖉 𝖇𝖞 𝕵𝖊𝖓𝖓𝖞