Faking It

Heaven 7am the kitchen appliance is bleeding
The sofa burns for you
There’s nothing to do
So pack up you bags
And join the back of the queue this time

Why should I try
You making me lie
I think your so ?
A master in ?
A man of your word
I’m not meant to be heard
It’s just fear of the fear I’m fearing now

Fake fake fake what you gotta fake
Take take take what you gotta take
Break break break what you wanna break
Hate Hate Hate whatever

Now we are 1
Now we are 2 3 4
And black and blue and true
True to our thoughts
True to the noughts
But not the IOUs we choose
I can’t look to see
I can’t think to breathe
Can’t scratch the itch
In case it scratches me
Yeah I sympathise
And I won’t abide
But you’re trying too hard sell me now

Fake, fake, fake what you gotta fake
Take, take, take what you gotta take
Break, break, break what you wanna break
Hate, Hate, Hate whatever

Shake, shake, shake what you gotta shake
Make, make, make what you gotta make
Take what you gotta take
Fake fake fake forever

Dance with the doughnuts to fill up your tummies
Have no stomach to dance with the doughnuts
Oh somebody please just stop this burning

Fake, fake, fake what you gotta fake
Take, take, take what you gotta take
Break, break, break what you wanna break
Hate, Hate, Hate whatever
Shake shake shake
Make make make
Take take take
Fake fake fake
Fake