Fake Love
Fake Love
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
The love from the drugs is because
I just love to be numb from the stuff
From the curse since birth toughened up
Learning my first words heard scuffled up
Burnin the trust from the ones I love
To cut rushing from a puddle that runs
From the drugs under the fuckin blood
But I still keep feeling the fuckin pain
As I live in this real life judgement day
The bullshit I deal with every other day
Friends stealing every time I'm fuckin paid
But then squeal and hustle other names
And act like they feel the others pain
To conceal the fact they're just as fake
But I kneel down huddled up to pray
And ask god to appeal my troubled faith
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
The love from the drugs is because
I just love to be numb from the stuff
From the curse since birth toughened up
Learning my first words heard scuffled up
Burnin the trust from the ones I love
To cut rushing from a puddle that runs
From the drugs under the fuckin blood
But I still keep feeling the fuckin pain
As I live in this real life judgement day
The bullshit I deal with every other day
Friends stealing every time I'm fuckin paid
But then squeal and hustle other names
And act like they feel the others pain
To conceal the fact they're just as fake
But I kneel down huddled up to pray
And ask god to appeal my troubled faith
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
Don't worry, don't cry when I die
Everything's gonna be alright
Broken hearts come wit broken bottles
So lord forgive me for all my sins
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Writer(s): Ethan Peterson
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