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Artist: While She Sleeps
Canonical path: /while-she-sleeps/fakers-plague
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Fakers Plague
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Curated by Ethan Walker
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Fakers Plague
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Pretenders
You've got a way with words
You've got a lot of nerve
Pretenders
Fuck this shit
I'd rather be a sinner than a hypocrite
I'm losing the will to live
I can't get enough of it
There's a mirror at the end of the road
I can't do right for doing wrong, someone save me
Scratch that, I'll be wrong on my own
I'm tired of wasting my time, you're overrated
I don't trust this, I don't know where I am (do you?)
I just can't see it for the sleight of hand
I wish I knew where to start
Calling all pretenders
Evoke
Provoke
Dead eyes look white to the snowed, mainline the vulnerable
Calling all pretenders, we're living in a world too vicious to love
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
It's like we're feeling our way through the dark
There's a mirror at the end of the road
The lights are on but no-one knows you're suffocating
Don't pride yourself in denial
I'm losing my mind, you're overrated
Mercy games, let go
We're hooked on you
This comfort zone will destroy us too you know
We're the fiends to an end
You know, we're the leaders of the misled
For fuck's sake
Everybody's talking about the way that we destroy
And how to point the finger everywhere but in
You've got a lot of nerve
Nerve
Fuck this shit
I'm losing the will to live cos you're a fucking hypocrite
Go
Fuck your leaders
Oh
Yeah
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
It's like we're feeling our way through the dark
We are so numb to our faithless morals
We find serenity here in this chaos
We're all chancers here you know
It's why we're drawn to the unknown
Let go
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