Can't you see I feel your pain? I've got Jesus running through my veins In this hopeless life that's turned on you Give yourself to me, I'll help you
No Jim's checkin' every federal note with that looking glass that he keeps in the till Since cowboy took us for a ride with this counterfeit fifty dollar
wine i'm smokin shredded cardboard, eating sawdust baked with lime this is not the truth you tell me, but some terrible, evil joke sounds to me like the counterfeit
should be used to it Our lives are counterfeit So let's get back to earth And make the best of it We should be used to it Our lives are counterfeit
vain your daily deeds your everyday pleads all for nothing you live a counterfeit life all your longing becomes nothing gnash your teeth and waste away imitation of love counterfeit
had to separate myself. From those who put the truth on a shelf. I don't want no counterfeit. Don't wanna see you throw a fit. I don't want no counterfeit
Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out you wear a mask Freakin' me out you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin
thrills on the train ride back to Baltimore 200,000 in counterfeit 50 dollar bills 200,000 in counterfeit 50 dollar bills 200,000 in counterfeit 50 dollar bills 200,000 in counterfeit
You've seen this kid before; he sits fists clenched. When he looks up, (when he looks up) he sees tigers. when he looks inwards, he sees disgust, disgust
off the wrong road Find myself a better way That's for sure Aint gonna be a counterfeit man no more Aint gonna be a counterfeit man no more Aint gonna be a counterfeit
, his presence mocks me And draws me on some more Counterfeit faker The damage has been done The damage has been done The damage has been done Counterfeit
, hey, counterfeit, fake History wants you, they made a mistake Hey, hey, counterfeit, fake History wants you, they made a mistake Hey, hey, counterfeit
be smart and funny Pretend like there's more to my life than money I've given up on achieving perfection But I have perfected the art of deception All of my confidence is completely counterfeit
FIRST VERSE You've told another lie this time, you stood up but your legs aren't moving again It's your call but it better be the last try You hold ransom
i'm smokin shredded cardboard, eating sawdust baked with lime this is not the truth you tell me, but some terrible, evil joke sounds to me like the counterfeit
