Training For Utopia - Modus Operandi lyrics

You know what? I heard something not long ago And now it echoes, it bothers me It makes me sick, it proves your filth I know your secrets You aren't a model for a demon Mend your wounds, your lies are bleeding Convince someone else Of your shoveled in confidence Buried away, but I know, and if I had my way A thousand eyes would witness You point your finger at me With one foot in your grave, liar