Phony (English Cover) Will Stetson

They say flowers face and their beauty can't be weighed with flowers so fake
It's all because the way things are made live on lies that fabricate
Antipathy world

I'll raise, right away, my umbrella that will shade my body from rain
Now dampened by the pain, can't escape, here my bangs and heart remain
All the trouble I face
Before I knew, it withers way too soon, that one word that rings true
And now, a fruit will bloom in my heart, I can't move
Within the mirror's sight, there's a painting inside
A sign of "makeup" lighting the loss in my life

Papapparapappararappappa
Let's play this game
Where we count the riddles that we made
Tatattaratattararattatta
Why stay? Why stay?
In this place and dance the night away?

I just can't see the simple things I can't keep
What am I supposed to be?
Shaken by the hand of night, it seems stirring in a dream
Like your love for me
(It's leaving, it's leaving)

I would cry and weep without a "bye" as I grieve
Phony phony phony
Still tangled up in lies, I see I'm just a fake, phony
Antipathy world