Fake

Everybody keeps telling me about the new magazines
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be lonely without it
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be broke without a penny to my name
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be heartless without it

But I swam down the river
I met the fish and the gods
And I met my mister
Right here in my heart

I'm better off without it
I'm better off alone
I'm bеtter off without it
So leave thе fake shit
Leave your fake shit at home

Everybody keeps telling me about the new SPF-50
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be, huh, so burnt without it
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be broke without a penny to my name
And everybody keeps telling me that I'd hate myself without it

But I swam down the river
I met the fish and the gods
And I met my sister
Right here in my heart

I'm better off without it
I'm better off alone
I'm better off without it
I'm better off alone

And everybody keeps telling me that I need something else to own

I'm better off without it
So leave the fake shit
Leave your fake shit
Oh, leave the fake shit
Leave the fake shit
Oh, leave the fake shit
Leave your fake shit at home

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Leave the fake shit
Leave your fake shit at home (fake shit)