Текст Fit For Rivals – Fake

Love, it’s just a math transaction
And everybody’s way to validate the attraction
And I, I can’t figure it out
So tell me how does it feel

All your lies, they’re just a scripted routine
They’re just a cunning way to get you what you need
And I, I got you figured out
So tell me how does it feel

To be a piece of shit, it’s all I hear when you speak
Nothing is the way you ever meant it to be
And now, now I know I’ve had enough
So tell me how does it feel

Fake!
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake I can’t take
How do you live with yourself?

Oh, you’re so cold, so tell me what’s your objective
I know you’re up to something cause your method’s effective
And I, I’ve got you figured out
So tell me how does it feel

Your wicked lie plays into my perspective
Where everybody everywhere is out to get us
And now, now I know I’ve had enough
So tell me how does it feel to feel nothing
Tell me how does it feel

Fake!
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake I can’t take
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake

How do you live with yourself?
You’re so…

Try to blend in with the timeless teen
Regurgitating shit from the magazine
Just another imitation which you want to be
You’ll never, you’ll never, you’ll never ever fool me!
Yeah!

Yeah!

Fake…
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake I can’t take
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake I can’t take
How do you live with yourself?
You’re so fake