Ran your mouth
Force fed us every word, never listened in return
A one way street, two way expectations
A false sense of higher importance
The time has come to meet your maker
Your demise is the death of your ego
The time has come to meet your maker
We’ll sit back watching you fall
Catch a glimpse of your reflection, living in denial
Seek out your next scapegoat but you’ve burned all your bridges
The void takes hold
Force fed us lie after lie, try and pull the sheath over our eyes
A pursuit of power and control of everyone’s life except your own
But in time the truth prevails
Judged and ran your mouth but time has caught up
You’ve been exposed, there is no shelter
Faced with the death of your ego