歌曲 | FAKIN' IT |
歌手 | the pillows |
专辑 | Lostman Go to Yesterday |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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When she goes, she's gone. | |
If she stays, she stays here. | |
The girl does what she wants to do. | |
She knows what she wants to do. | |
And I know I'm fakin' it, | |
I'm not really makin' it. | |
I'm such a dubious soul, | |
And a walk in the garden | |
Wears me down. | |
Tangled in the fallen vines, | |
Pickin' up the punch lines, | |
I've just been fakin' it, | |
Not really makin' it. | |
Is there any danger? | |
No, no, not really. | |
Just lean on me. | |
Takin' time to treat | |
Your friendly neighbors honestly. | |
I've just been fakin' it, | |
I'm not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it- | |
I still haven't shaken it. | |
Prior to this lifetime | |
I surely was a tailor. | |
I own the tailor's face and hands. | |
I am the tailor's face and hands and | |
I know I'm fakin' it, | |
I'm not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it- | |
I still haven't shaken it. |
When she goes, she' s gone. | |
If she stays, she stays here. | |
The girl does what she wants to do. | |
She knows what she wants to do. | |
And I know I' m fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
I' m such a dubious soul, | |
And a walk in the garden | |
Wears me down. | |
Tangled in the fallen vines, | |
Pickin' up the punch lines, | |
I' ve just been fakin' it, | |
Not really makin' it. | |
Is there any danger? | |
No, no, not really. | |
Just lean on me. | |
Takin' time to treat | |
Your friendly neighbors honestly. | |
I' ve just been fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it | |
I still haven' t shaken it. | |
Prior to this lifetime | |
I surely was a tailor. | |
I own the tailor' s face and hands. | |
I am the tailor' s face and hands and | |
I know I' m fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it | |
I still haven' t shaken it. |
When she goes, she' s gone. | |
If she stays, she stays here. | |
The girl does what she wants to do. | |
She knows what she wants to do. | |
And I know I' m fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
I' m such a dubious soul, | |
And a walk in the garden | |
Wears me down. | |
Tangled in the fallen vines, | |
Pickin' up the punch lines, | |
I' ve just been fakin' it, | |
Not really makin' it. | |
Is there any danger? | |
No, no, not really. | |
Just lean on me. | |
Takin' time to treat | |
Your friendly neighbors honestly. | |
I' ve just been fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it | |
I still haven' t shaken it. | |
Prior to this lifetime | |
I surely was a tailor. | |
I own the tailor' s face and hands. | |
I am the tailor' s face and hands and | |
I know I' m fakin' it, | |
I' m not really makin' it. | |
This feeling of fakin' it | |
I still haven' t shaken it. |