Letra da Música Sad If You Fake It de Ashbury Faith

Everyday the same shit you're selling, everyday the same shit that I need,
can't you trust a mind which is telling, everyday is based on natural speed.
Maybe I just play it tricky, I need a brain but only foir the head.
I know that it'll get too sticky, do consider manual instead.

So sad if you don't know how to fake it

'Till you die you keep on trying, is what you get when you date catholics,
they all have degrees in denying, they all majored hormonepolitics.

So sad if you don't know how to fake it

I'm just a happy guy which I think it's ok.
Your folks hate it, but who the fuck are they.
Your mother's braindead, your dad is just a primate.
Why can't you give it to me straight.

So sad if you don't know how to fake it