Love, It's just a male production,
And Everybody's worred
About fatal 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
And they are 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 you and your speech
Nothin is the way
You ever meant to be
And now,
Now I know I've had enough
So tell me how does it feel
Fake
How do you live yourself
So fake thet I can't take
How do you live yourself
Oh, you're so cold
So tell me what's your objective
I know you're up to something
Cause your method is effecting
And I, I've got you figured out
So tell me hoe does it feel
You're wicked lie
It's two partperspective
And everybody everywhere
It's time to get him
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 yourself
So fake thet I can't take
How do you live yourself
So fake
How do you live yourself so
Try to blend in with the timeless teen
Girl you getting tricked with a magazine
Just another immataion with a wannabe
You'll never
You'll never
You'll never ever fool love
Yeah
Yeah
Fake
How do you live yourself so
Fake
How do you live yourself
So fake thet I can't take
How do you live yourself so
Fake
How do you live yourself
So fake thet I can't take
How do you live yourself so fake
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