Lola Young - FAKE

Everybody keeps telling me about the new magazinesAnd everybody keeps telling me that I'd be lonely without itAnd everybody keeps telling me that I'd be broke without a penny to my nameAnd everybody keeps telling me that I'd be heartless without itBut I swam down the riverI met the fish and the godsAnd I met my misterRight here in my heartI'm better off without itI'm better off aloneI'm bеtter off without itSo leave thе fake shitLeave your fake shit at homeEverybody keeps telling me about the new SPF-50And everybody keeps telling me that I'd be, huh, so burnt without itAnd everybody keeps telling me that I'd be broke without a penny to my nameAnd everybody keeps telling me that I'd hate myself without itBut I swam down the riverI met the fish and the godsAnd I met my sisterRight here in my heartI'm better off without itI'm better off aloneI'm better off without itI'm better off aloneAnd everybody keeps telling me that I need something else to ownI'm better off without itSo leave the fake shitLeave your fake shitOh, leave the fake shitLeave the fake shitOh, leave the fake shitLeave your fake shit at home(Fake shit)(Fake shit)(Fake shit)Leave the fake shitLeave your fake shit at home (fake shit)