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Fake Nice Profiteers
Fake Nice Profiteers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Scott Foster
Matthew Scott Foster
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Scott Foster
Matthew Scott Foster
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I take what I'm given, but it's been so hard living with this
Each day is a blessing, but I find myself expressing one tenth
My head is delusional, It's out of my control, I'll let it win
But now I'm seeing what it does, I'll sleep off the buzz and we'll commence
When I get close
You stay around to hate on me the most
When I get hurt
You pile on and tell me that I'm the worst
I'm inseperate from my faults, because every time I fall
You let me have it
I can get up if I stall, then you'll beat me till I'm small
My resident madness
I know it's confusing, but it seems like I'm losing my mind
I'm always chasing, and I feel like I'm wasting your time
I'm knocked down in one fell swoop, cause I can't tell the truth from all the lies
But my motion it is circular, and I'm so high the curvature's in sight
When I feel good
You tell me that again I never could
When I work hard
You take the good and turn it into scars
I'm inseperate from my faults, because every time I fall
You let me have it
I can get up if I stall, then you'll beat me till I'm small
My resident madness
Written by: Matthew Scott Foster
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