FAKERS PLAGUE While She Sleeps

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[Intro: Loz Taylor & Mat Welsh]
Pretenders
You've got a way with words
You've got a lot of nerve
Pretenders
Fuck this shit
I'd rather be a sinner than a hypocrite
I'm losing the will to live, I can't get enough of it, oh
There's a mirror at the end of the road

[Verse 1: Loz Taylor & Mat Welsh]
I can't do right for doing wrong, someone save me
Scratch that, I'll be wrong on my own (My own)
I'm tired of wasting my time, you're overrated
I don't trust this, I don't know where I am (Do you?)
I just can't see it for the sleight of hand
I wish I knew where to start

[Pre-Chorus: Loz Taylor & Mat Welsh]
Calling all pretenders (Evoke, provoke)
Dead eyes look white to the snowed, mainline the vulnerable
Calling all pretenders
We're living in a world too vicious to love

[Chorus: Loz Taylor with Mat Welsh]
We will stamp our feet and hope the devil can hear us
So he's waiting when you arrive
We won't be far behind
It's like we're feeling our way through the dark
There's a mirror at the end of the road

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