Fake Love

My head is spinning in a dark room

You caught me starring at the ceiling

This is the setting of the seasons

I’ll use the cross-eyed thoughts to

Excuse myself, amuse myself, and lose myself until we come back down, to prove that hell is

Where my hearts’ been, run in circles till we come back down

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration

I’m falling down your stairwell

Eyes are closing if you can’t tell

Me the rhyme in all your reasons

Cause it’s the setting of the seasons

So excuse yourself, amuse yourself, and lose yourself before we come back down, to prove that

Hell is where your hearts’ been, run in circles till we come back down

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration

It’s in the bedroom, in the basement, from your head down to your heart

Every flame that you spark in the light and in the dark makes a light that they see

No impossibility, it’s the air that we breathe and the thoughts that we think

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration

Tonight we’re slaving to another beat

So baby take a back seat

Hard drugs, fake love it’s a sensation, makes one hell of a collaboration