Coldxman – Fake

Coldxman – Fake Lyrics

Artist: Coldxman
Song: Fake

So where the f**k is my face?
I think I may have misplaced
Do I belong to a state?
A nation or even a race?

‘Cause if I do, I feel fake
And if I don’t, I feel fake
And if I do, I feel-
And if a donut is ate

With no one around to
See it, hear it, smell it, or taste
Then is it even a pastry?
I could say it’s a cake

But if I do, I feel fake
And if I don’t, I feel-
Hate everything that I love
Love everything that I hate

Hate every drink that I chug
Chug every drink in the place
Placing the one that I love
Onto a level that’s fake

Onto a level that’s-
Love everyone that I hate
Hate everyone that I love
Chug every drink in the place

Hate every drink that I chug
Hate you for saying my pain
Is the only reason we f**k
I brush it off with a… shrug

I’m at the end of my rope
And I’mma use it to choke
People who can’t take a joke
People who say that they’re woke

Don’t poke the bear when he’s sleeping
Or you’ll get broke like a yoke
Or you’ll get broke like a-
Pooping and checking my phone

Because I know if I don’t
Then I’mma be all alone
With all my demons and ghosts
At the beginning of life

But I’m at the end of my rope
I’m at the end of my-
So (I’m at the end of my) Fake
(I’m at the end of my)

Nothing is okay
Maybe it’s safe in your mind
Maybe it’s safe in your mind
Maybe your zodiac sign

Has answers that you can find
The universe is divine
Because it has you in mind
It wouldn’t leave you be…hind

Well if it has me in mind
And wouldn’t leave me behind
I have some questions to level at it
Primarily why, but also who, what, when, where

And how will I die
And how will I-
Jezebel, Afropunk, and BuzzFeed say I’m hated for
Daring to date the Maryland Mayo Whitey I’m dating

But I’m the punk with the afro and braces in 7th grade
And the white kids tugging my hair ’til the tears clouded my face
So don’t tell me I’m f**kin’ hated for interracial relations
There’s really n*ggas out here who nostalgic for segregation

There’s really n*ggas out here who nostalgic for segregation
Don’t tell me I’m problematic
(Don’t tell me I’m problematic)
I’ve seriously f**kin’ ing had it

I’ll f**k you all in the a** like Gomorrah and Sodom happened again
But God wasn’t mad at it
Jesus Christ was a faggot and Mary a pu**y magnet
Jehova was bending over so Moses could f**kin’ tap it

I guess that I’m problematic
I guess that I’m problematic
To all you sensitive a**es
I’m at the end of my rope

And I’mma use it to choke
People who can’t take a joke
People who say that they’re woke
Don’t poke the bear when he’s sleeping

Or you’ll get broke like a yoke
Or you’ll get broke like a-
Pooping and checking my phone
Because I know if I don’t

Then I’mma be all alone
With all my demons and ghosts
At the beginning of life
But I’m at the end of my rope

I’m at the end of my-
So (I’m at the end of my) Fake
(I’m at the end of my)
Nothing is okay

So (I’m at the end of my) Fake
(I’m at the end of my)
Nothing is okay
So (I’m at the end of my) Fake

(I’m at the end of my)
Nothing is okay
So (I’m at the end of my) Fake
(oh, oh, ah ok)

(I’m at the end of my)
Nothing is okay
Am I convincing you
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Coldxman Lyrics – Fake

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Release Year: 2017