Quirk

Who’s to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I’ll find it if it wont belong away, yeah

Good God, you’re comin’ up with reason
Good God, she draggin’ me down
Good God, she making up a season
Feel so grave, you follow me down

So just fake it if you’re out of direction
Fake it if you don’t belong, here
Fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, and fuck ’em all

Who’s to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I’ll find it if it wont belong away, yeah

Good God, you’re comin’ up with reason
Good God, she draggin’ me down
Good God, she making up a season
Feel so grave, you follow me down

So just fake it if you’re out of direction
Fake it if you don’t belong, here
Fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck ’em all

I can fake with the best of anyone
I can fake with the best of them all
I can fake with the best of the anyone
I can fake it all

Who’s to know if the real ones fade at all?
If anyone sing this song
I’ll find it if it wont belong away, yeah

Good God, you’re coming up with reason
Good God, she draggin’ me down
Good God, she making up a season
Feel so grave, you follow me down

So just fake it if you’re out of direction
Fake it if you don’t belong, here
Fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck ’em all
So just fake it if you’re out of direction
Fake it if you don’t belong, here
Fake it if you feel like infection
Fake it, yeah, fuck ’em all

A little history about the song…
This is the demo of Fake It that was recorded in Shaun’s bedroom. The original drums were a standard Casio keyboard’s Alley Cat beat.