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Paroles: Seether. Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces. Fake It.

Who?s to know if your soul will fade at all?
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah

Good god, you're comin? up with reasons
Good god, you're draggin? it out
And good god, it's the changin? of the seasons
I feel so right, so follow me down and just

Fake it, if you?re out of direction
Fake it, if you don't belong, yeah
Fake it, if you feel like infection
Whoa, you?re such a fuckin? hypocrite

You should know that the lies won't hide your flaws
No sense in hiding all of yours
You gave up on your dreams along the way, yeah

Good god, you're comin? up with reasons
Good god, you're draggin? it out
And good god, it's the changin? of the seasons
I feel so right so follow me down and just

Fake it, if you?re out of direction
Fake it, if you don't belong, yeah
Fake it, if you feel like infection
Whoa, you?re such a fuckin? hypocrite

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

Who?s to know if your soul will fade at all?
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah

Good god, you're comin? up with reasons
Good god, you're draggin? it out
Good god, it's the changin? of the seasons
I feel so right, man, follow me down and just

Fake it, if you?re out of direction
Fake it, if you don't belong, yeah
Fake it, if you feel like infection
Whoa, you?re such a fuckin? hypocrite

Fake it, if you?re out of direction
Fake it, if you don't belong, yeah
Fake it, if you feel like infection
Whoa, you?re such a fuckin? hypocrite