Quirk

Seether

Compositor: Seether / Shaun Morgan

Whose to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I'll find if it won't belong away, yeah

Good god, you're coming up with reason
Good god, you're dragging me down
Good god, you're making up a season
Feel so grape, you follow me down

So just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
You fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck them all

Whose to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I'll find if it won't belong away, yeah

Good god, you're coming up with reason
Good god, you're dragging me down
Good god, you're making up a season
Feel so grape, you follow me down

So just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
You fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck them all
Fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
You fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck them all

I can fake with the best of anyone
I can fake with the best of them all
I can fake with the best of the anyone
I can fake it all

Whose to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I'll find if it won't belong away, yeah

Good god, you're coming up with reason
Good god, you're dragging me down
Good god, you're making up a season
Feel so grape, you follow me down

So just fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
You fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck them all
Fake it if you're out of direction
Fake it if you don't belong
You fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck them all

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