Liar, liar, pants on fire And the pills go down and get you higher Baby bottle's burning, motherfucker And the mother hates him like the daughter Only god and maker gripping tighter Saying you will burn in hell, they say You will burn in hell
Liar, liar, pants on fire Liar, liar, stop your soul from catching Fire, fire, god and maker Liar, liar, pants on fire
Liar, liar, house of fire And the glass tastes messy chew it louder bet your tummy hurts you, you motherfucker mother never loved you father touched you with the hand of god He's gripping tighter Saying you will burn in hell, they say You will burn in hell
Liar, liar, pants on fire Liar, liar, stop your soul from catching Fire, fire, god and maker Liar, liar, you fucking liar
You're gonna burn in hell You're gonna burn in hell Hell, hell, hell You will burn in hell, they say You will burn in hell
Fucking liar
Liar, liar, pants on fire Liar, liar, stop your soul from catching Fire, fire, god and maker Liar, liar, you fucking liar
Liar, liar, pants on fire Liar, liar, stop your soul from catching Fire, fire, god and maker Liar, liar, you fucking liar You fucking liar
Liar, liar, you fucking liar [3x]
Liar, liar, pants on fire Hanging from a telephone wire
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