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Counterfeit Faker
Call out the undertaker Call out the police The Counterfeit Faker Is coming after me Yes, I loved him like a brother I loved him ambiguously There's no way to measure the damage he has done Counterfeit Faker Carries a grudge Nervous, I walk through windows I walk through plate glass doors Silent, his presence mocks me And eggs me on some more Counterfeit Faker The damage has been done The damage has been done The damage has been done Counterfeit Faker Bring him on These lyrics are copyrighted material, and its use has not been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. I have set this up as an archive for not-for-profit use, which I consider "fair use" under Title 17, Chapter 1, Section 107 of the US Copyright Law. No one is allowed to use any information on this site for any reason other than private study, scholarship, or research without permission of the copyright holder. As a consequence, any commercial use of this material is prohibited. If the copyright owner deems this site a violation of fair use, the infringing material will be taken down immediately, no questions asked. (Please contact me at webmaster@davidkjones.net in that event.) Furthermore, you can't really experience this work by just reading the lyrics. Buy the albums, if you don't have them already. |
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