HOUSE FULL OF FAKES

Live in a house full of fakes
Too many mouths chatting hate
I swear if this shit's a nightmare
Better keep me awake
It's just that I hate so much
It's out of proportion
And when the docs had my meds stopped
I was crying an ocean

And I really am the psycho that they say I am
Keep a toolbox in my cardigan like handymen
Post your remains to your mother with no sender name
My head's a bloodbath, call me Slender Man

Sold my soul to the dark hearts
I'm a loner, keep my guard up

I be on my own shit
And they follow coz I own it
All them motherfuckers phoney (so fake)
I watch them fading slowly, slowly
I be on my own shit
Don't pick up when they phone me
They just tryna gain control of me
But I'm better when I'm lonely, lonely

Keep coming at me like they know me
They project their shit all over me
You slowing me down like on codeine
They be fading like a memory

I don't like you bitch
(Ahh)
What the fuck
(What the fuck is wrong with you?)

Is it me that's fucking messed up
Keep my lipstick and the gun inside my dresser
Don't wanna get too close
Go take ten steps back
I'll be your downfall like in quicksand
Like I'm quicksand
Bring it down like Jason
Look me in the eyes
Tasting blood from the spray back
I don't even faze that
It's just another name written down on paper
In my death notes
In my trench coat
Rev it up
Ready for the next one

You said I'm messed up
Now I'm masked up

I be on my own shit
And they follow coz I own it
All them motherfuckers phoney (so fake)
I watch them fading slowly, slowly
I be on my own shit
Don't pick up when they phone me
They just tryna gain control of me
But I'm better when I'm lonely, lonely



Credits
Writer(s): Takudzwa Furamera, Miriam Barg
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