Sarcasm

When I spread rumors about myself,
And other people can't figure me out.
They laugh at me, drunk on pride.
While I'm dancing to their pathetic lies.

I love the attention I get each time.
These idiots think they're in my mind
My feelings they can never find,
Cause it's too fun to leave them behind.

Now, let's start some rumors.
Let's hand them out.
And watch the fake people run around.
And laugh at how they ponder about,
How I know exactly when to call them out.

I love their lies, and there are plenty.
These mindfucked guys are always inventing.
So they can hide behind these wimpy,
Losers that clearly still don't get me.