Fake Fine (Remix) Robert Grace (Ft. ​gnash)

[Verse 1: Robert Grace]
Twenty-seven, life is armageddon
I've got clinical depression 'cause my mind's an imperfectionist
I fall asleep, wait, I don't wanna wake up
But I never wanna take another pill to make me fake fine
I'll get some help
Sit down with my therapist
To try to teach me lessons
But I forget just what the question is
'Cause I'm a fuck-up stuck here with my hands cuffed
Behind my back, tryna keep myself intact
I'm feeling great, no thanks for asking
Hope you know it's all an act 'cause

[Pre-Chorus: Robert Grace]
It's so much easier to lie (Woo!)

[Chorus: Robert Grace]
Bad luck if you're someone like me
Got your head above water but you still can't even breathe
It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease and it's following me (Woo!)
Bad luck if you're someone like me
Got your head above water but you still can't even breathe
It's a pandemic, it's a fucking disease and it's following me

[Verse 2: gnash]
Yeah
2020, vision's feeling funny
Got a rumble in my tummy, nose is runny
But I swear I'm fake fine
This year has been a doozie
I flick from 'flix to huli
Too sick to pick a movie
Mixin' blue drink in my smoothie
Another wasted day away (Ayy, ayy)
Doesn't help to ease the pain (Oh-oh, oh)
We got to vote, it's the only thing that gives me hope
Fuck Donald Trump but let me end this on a different note