| Small, simple, safe price
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| Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
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| This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
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| And I am not afraid to die
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| I’m not afraid to bleed and fuck and fight
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| I want the pain of payment
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| What’s left, but a section of pygmy-size cuts
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| Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
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| Would you be my little cut?
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| Would you be my thousand fucks?
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| And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid
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| To fill and spill over and under my thoughts
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| My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter
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| I’m cutting trying to picture your black, broken heart
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| Love is not like anything
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| Especially a fucking knife
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| Look at me, you can tell
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| By the way I move and do my hair
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| Do you think that it’s me or it’s not me?
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| I don’t even care
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| I’m alive, I don’t smell
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| I’m the cleanest I have ever been
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| I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry
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| Dry
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Do I drink? |
| Do I date?
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| I’ve got perfect placement
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| All my ink satisfied in your eyes
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| I’m the biggest fan I’ve got right now
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| I made sure that I look how I wanted to look
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| The people around me
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| The people surround me
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| I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry
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| Dry
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| My stomach hurts now
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| And all tied off in lace
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| I pray, I beg for anything
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| To hit me in the face
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| And this sickness isn’t me
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| And I pray to fall from grace
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| The last thing I see is feeling
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| And I’m telling you I’m a fake
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| I’m telling you I’m…
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Just look at me, look at me now
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| I’m a fake, I’m a fake
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| Fake
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| Fake
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| Fake
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| Genuine fake |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I'm a Fake , by - The Used. Song from the album In Love and Death, in the genre Пост-хардкор