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PERFORMING ARTISTS
BRIIA
BRIIA
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Briannah Donolo
Briannah Donolo
Songwriter
Brendan Lucas
Brendan Lucas
Songwriter
Steven Verrilli
Steven Verrilli
Songwriter
David Rancourt
David Rancourt
Songwriter
Antoine Rochette
Antoine Rochette
Songwriter

Lyrics

You dont know yeah. You got it in you to break through. They'll tell you no, no. That you cant do the things you do. So go and talk the talk, So you can walk the walk, You're winnin battles every day. You can stand your ground, and make em turn around, Let em say what theyre gonna say Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Nothing is all foregone Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh So keep that game face on. HEY! HEY! HEY! When its over your head And When they tell you that youre nothing And you feel good as dead. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Fake it, Fake it til you make it. HEY! HEY! HEY! Keep your eye on the prize And baby when theyre all against you and youre cut down to size. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Its all yours. Go on and take it. Youve got it all wrong. Baby just keep doing you. Keep your head up. You know that you'll make it through. So go and rock the rock. Baby, round the clock. You're putting all the **** to shame. So darling like a hawk. Just keep your eyes on lock. Cause baby at the end of the day. Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Nothing is all foregone Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh So keep that game face on. HEY! HEY! HEY! When its over your head And When they tell you that youre nothing And you feel good as dead. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Fake it, Fake it til you make it. HEY! HEY! HEY! Keep your eye on the prize And baby when theyre all against you and youre cut down to size. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Its all yours. Go on and take it. Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh Oh-Oh Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Its all yours. Go on and take it. Love me. L-Love me. Got to love me. Through the ups and downs. Ohh. Love me. L-Love me. Got to love me. When there no crown. Because I can walk the walk. And I can talk the talk. And baby at the end of the day. If they knock the knock. Or choose to write me off. Baby im going to be okay. HEY! HEY! HEY! When its over your head And When they tell you that youre nothing And you feel good as dead. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Fake it, Fake it til you make it. HEY! HEY! HEY! Keep your eye on the prize And baby when theyre all against you and youre cut down to size. You gotta Fake it, Fake it til you make it. Its all yours. Go on and take it.
Writer(s): Briannah Charlie Donolo, Rancourt David, Thivierge Antoine Felix Rochette, Steven Verrilli, Brendan Lucas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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