Fake Fiction

Runnin' at a real slow pace
I don't wanna win this race
Livin' in a flow state, wait
Don't fake the fiction
Feelin' more than just okay
Kinda like it when it rains
I'm sippin' on some good champagne
No celebration

I sense a soul
In search of the answers
It's made of gold, it breaks the mould
It's got a hold on me

Lately I'm breakin' even
With the view
I feel the harmony
I'm runnin, runnin, runnin

Back to you

Back to you

Switchin' up again, oh well
Got 'em thinkin' what the hell
Drivin' by the same motel
Before the suns up

Found this place
Right in front of my face
I'm feelin' bold, let's break the mould
You've got a hold on me

Lately I'm breakin' even
With the view
I feel the harmony
I'm runnin'
Don't try to fake the fiction
Define the truth
Quit lyin' to yourself
I'm runnin', runnin, runnin'

Far from you

We'll never have all the answers
If it breaks the mould, we'll paint it gold
And that's good enough for me



Credits
Writer(s): Ty Callan
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