[Verse 1]
Cooking books in the backroom stew,
Stirring trouble, now the pot's on you.
Sweat on their brows, late nights they grind,
You slice the pie, leave crumbs behind.
Adding zeros where truth subtracts,
Integrity snapped like brittle tracks.
[Chorus]
Numbers don’t lie, but you do,
Shaking the system, breaking it through.
People get mad, they point at you,
What’s the truth worth when the trust is blue?
Numbers don’t lie, but you do.
[Verse 2]
Office whispers, tension thick as frost,
They clock in faith, you count their cost.
Dreams in the spreadsheets, lives on the line,
You scribble fiction, they tow the divine.
Digits twisted like a serpent’s spine,
Karma’s ledger gonna realign.