Fake Fine (feat. gnash)

Robert Grace

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    Twenty seven, life is Armageddon
    I've got clinical depression 'cause my mind's an imperfectionist
    I fall asleep, wait, I don't wanna wake up
    But I never wanna take another pill to make me fake fine
    I'll get some help
    Sit down with my therapist
    To try to teach me lessons
    But I forget just what the question is

    'Cause I'm a fuck-up, stuck here with my hands cuffed
    Behind my back, tryin' to keep myself intact
    I'm feeling great, no, thanks for asking
    Hope you know it's all an act 'cause
    It's so much easier to lie, woo!

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me, woo!

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me

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    You hide your problems at the bottom of the bottle
    You forget it all tonight, but it's just twice as bad tomorrow
    'Cause when you're sober, you just wanna stay at home
    But all your friends they call you up
    And they convince you to Go out again
    These days it's cocaine and a nose ring
    Get your fake lips just to fit in
    And all your friends think they're the shit
    But they're no different
    'Cause none of them ever feel better
    They do so much drugs, and they probably regret it
    And they act all cool as if they are the, the realist
    But we know that they just don't deal with their feelings
    It's so much easier to lie, whoo

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me, woo!

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me

    It's like a movie
    It's not the real me
    Oh, maybe next time
    But for now, I'll pretend that I am fake fine

    It's like a movie (it's like a movie)
    It's not the real me (it's not the real me)
    Oh, maybe next time (maybe next time)
    But for now, I'll pretend that I am fake fine

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me, woo

    Bad luck, if you're someone, like me
    Got your head above water, but you still can't even breathe
    It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease
    And it's following me

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    Composición: Glenn Diarmuid Herlihy, Robert Grace, Gnash y Ryan Mack

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