Lyrics You're Fake - Eldest 11

You're Fake

And if I can’t protect myself, I might as well rot
A method to discover and juice (Use)
I used in dealings, but I’ve used all my feeling
(I blame the memory.)
The distraction no longer become effective
Mistakes start the cutting
And you are a back breaking mess
Have you ever felt so low?
Well it’s more I need!
You’re fake.
So true to form.
You’re fake.
What’s wrong with me (reflections
are fleeting)?
You’re fake.
And I try to let go.
Have you ever felt so low?
I keep punching the walls.
(and feeling fatigued.)
The dust (Got to love the rust) never settles (in the taste)
She puts on her makeup (like blood)
Then she becomes a drug (she's a thug)!
And I no longer become effective
Mistakes start the cutting
And you are a back breaking mess
Have you ever felt so low?
Well it’s more I need!
You’re fake.
So true to form.
You’re fake.
What’s wrong with me (reflections
are fleeting)?
You’re fake.
And I try to let go.
Have you ever felt so low?
I keep punching the walls.
(and feeling fatigued.)
(And have I ever felt so fucking low? God she might crush me. I might rot
inside, inside!)