Fake It

Practice kissing on the wall

Doll shoe in my v****a

I always faked it till it felt okay

I was often aroused

Till I was forced to be something else

Awful posture whispers stammering

Now I take semi-nude self-portraits

I'm a satanist with a god complex

I fake it till I feel okay

Let me show you

I never wanna, I never wanna

Fake it till I feel okay

Let me show you

I never wanna, I never wanna

Fake it till I feel okay

Let me show you

I do it anyway

Friends dictate my identity

I would like to know what they see

I'm older, still bang my own head in

Sometimes I think I could have it all

Just wish I wanted some

No cold shoulders

No repetitions

I really wanna ****, kill, and marry

You, me and Mary

We could take semi-nude self-portraits

Be satanists with god complexes

And fake it till we feel okay

Let me show you

We never wanna, We never wanna

Fake it till we feel okay

Let me show you

We never wanna, I never wanna

Fake it till we feel okay

Let me show you

We do it anyway