Poor Fake

作詞 : Kelsey Lu/Rodaidh McDonald/Paul Sabu

作曲 : Kelsey Lu/Rodaidh McDonald/Paul Sabu

Don't matter where are you are

It'll catch right up to you

You can try to resist the feeling

Set the canvas in my blues

When the water starts boiling over

Start second-guessing yourself

Look, is it me, can't have given you something

That might just be missing

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?

Like a moth to the flame, you held it

When their attention swayed, lies rooted

Through the hearth of the fog

I want you to find me masterpiece and

From the forgeries of fools

I've cut my hands on a thousand pieces

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?

As I stare into its frame, slowly approaching

At first glance, this is the finest painting I've ever laid eyes on

As they all say, it truly is one of a kind

I lift my magnifying glass to its smooth lines

Taking a closer look, inspection is key

What do we have here? Could this be a forgery?

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?

Listen

Is this real or just a poor fake?