Impostor کے بول

He came from nowhere; no body knew him from Joe He conquers a few with his stare, but the rest of us hate the show A macho man in his domain, burns his bridges and he's the one to blame Chorus Smooth talker, big walker, you've got nothing to say A few may join your crew, but I see your poor display Stop forcing lines and faking good times Go back to where you belong You reek of poor intent, your soul just ain't real Telling some that you repent, the rest of us know the deal If your life is a positive force, steer clear this demon and his source Time will always tell, if you waste your precious life You'll end up in a self made hell, sparking trouble and causing strife Avoid his false domain because this mans ways are insane Chorus