[00:00.000] 作词 : Bensonchen[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bensonchen[00:02.000] 编曲 : Bensonchen[00:09.840]Man, rewind, but this time I snap,[00:13.080]Expose the fake, peel the layers back.[00:15.570]Big talker, always running your mouth,[00:18.210]Spinning tales while your reallife's in drought.[00:20.910]No spine, just flattery on repeat,[00:23.430]Grovel for favors, licking shoes at their feet.[00:26.280]You’ re the shadow of worth, just echoing lies,[00:29.160]Puppet on strings, where your ambition dies.[00:31.920]Got no game, yet you gossip in vain,[00:34.440]Lusting in whispers, but your moves stay lame.[00:36.930]Same circle you lead, they crumble, they fall,[00:39.600]Built a house of betrayal, but it’ s paper- thin walls.[00:42.570]Truth exposed, no disguise,[00:45.180]Shallow moves, no alibis.[00:47.760]Fakes like you, the world rewinds,[00:49.680]Revealing dirt left behind.[00:53.160]No escape, face the flame,[00:55.800]Yourname's now etched in shame.[00:58.440]Mirror’ s cracked, lies unwind,[01:01.320]You're just a shadow with no spine.[01:13.860]Lazy steps, can’ t outrun the grind,[01:16.980]But you’ re first to critique, with a shallow mind.[01:19.590]Think you’ re clever, but your tricks are plain,[01:22.200]Spreading venom just to mask your pain.[01:24.960]Look at you, always sniffing for fame,[01:27.600]Kissing up to the profs, it’ s a tired game.[01:30.150]Behind those laughs, it’ s envy you hide,[01:32.940]While your ego inflates, your worth subsides.[01:35.730]Every back you stab leaves your own cut,[01:38.340]The weight of your schemes leaves you in a rut.[01:40.950]Keep chasing the tail of a dream you’ ve betrayed,[01:43.680]But karma’ s got receipts, and thebill's prepaid.[01:46.500]Truth exposed, no disguise,[01:49.200]Shallow moves, no alibis.[01:51.780]Fakes like you, the world rewinds,[01:53.670]Revealing dirt left behind.[01:57.150]No escape, face the flame,[01:59.730]Yourname's now etched in shame.[02:02.490]Mirror’ s cracked, lies unwind,[02:05.340]You're just a shadow with no spine.[02:17.700]So here’ s to the games you thought you’ d play,[02:20.340]The bridges you burned, the debts you delay.[02:22.950]You’ re a ghost of trust, a hollow shrine,[02:25.650]And I’ ll rise untouched, while you decline.[02:28.410]Rewind your words, try spinning again,[02:31.020]But truth’ s a blade that cuts through the pretend.[02:33.870]This is the anthem, your mask’ s last fall,[02:36.300]No applause for fakes, just an empty hall.