[Verse 1 – Ruby | Ethereal female voice | guitar plucks + hi-hats] You rehearsed your lines while I lived the scene Method so deep, forgot what real means. Swore on your craft, but forgot the plot You said it was art—I call it a con. Lights, camera, lies—right on cue. Red carpet grin, but I see right through. Wanna be famous? Try being true. You wanted applause? Well boohoo. (The lies just keep writing themselves) --- [Pre-Chorus – Barbie | Breathy + rhythmic cadence | snare ticks + synth bass rise] Liar, liar, liar—(ooh) Truth’s on mute, you improvise Liar, liar, liar—(ooh) One trick pony in a Trickster tie --- [Chorus – Roxy raspy lead female + mixed vocal harmonies | Full band kicks in, high-energy alt-rock + cinematic drums] TRICKSTAR You’d swear the sky’s pink just to test my doubt TRICKSTAR You can’t act right, but you're actin' out TRICKSTAR Your lies got Oscar nods, but baby... The only role you’ll get is cancelled --- [Verse 2 – Barbie | Biting flow, confident tone | fuzzy guitar + hi-pass drum loops] Got receipts longer than your résumé That script’s expired—throw the whole man away. Can’t lie straight in a mirror, babe Even your reflection packed bags today. Said she was your scene partner, please— Your blooper reel's an STD. Should’ve won Best Actor for "Boyfriend of the Year" If lies were gold—you’d own the chandelier. (The lies just keep writing themselves) --- [Pre-Chorus – Barbie | Aggressive layering + building synth tension] Liar, liar, liar—(ooh) Truth’s on mute, you improvise Liar, liar, liar—(ooh) One trick pony in a Trickster tie --- [Chorus – Roxy + full vocal stack | Gritty distortion, all-in performance] TRICKSTAR You’d swear the sky’s pink just to test my doubt TRICKSTAR You can’t act right, but you're actin' out TRICKSTAR Your lies got Oscar nods, but baby... The only role you’ll get is cancelled --- [Rap Bridge – Jason male vocals | Swaggering flow | live drums + distorted bass] I swear to the heavens I’d never lie to you— Just tryna bring heaven to Earth, boo. I’m down bad for you, a thousand percent— That was my trainer, we just did squats and bent. Caught me on cheat day—she was a snack, But you the entrée, I keep coming back. (Yeah, you saw Hinge? No, girl, you’re unhinged.) Let me twist your mind, write you right... Roll credits, I’m legit. --- [Final Chorus – male and female mixed vocals + full band / vocal climax | Peak distortion + chaos] TRICKSTAR You’d swear the sky’s pink just to test my doubt TRICKSTAR You can’t act right, but you're actin' out TRICKSTAR Your lies got Oscar nods, but baby... The only role you’ll get is cancelled --- [Post-Chorus – Barbie & Ruby harmonies | airy echo FX, heartbeat bass] The lies just keep writing themselves Each one slicker than the one you tell Tongue’s a pen, but truth don’t sell TRICKSTAR, fade to black—farewell --- [Outro – Ruby solo | lo-fi guitar] Drop the act. Your script is tired. No encores. You’re just a liar.

Liar (TrickSTAR)