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Who’s to know if your soul will fade at all
The one you sold to fool the world
You lost your self-esteem along the way

Good god, you’re comin’ up with reasons
Good god, you’re draggin’ it out
Good god, it’s the changin’ of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down

And just fake it, if you’re out of direction
Fake it, if you don’t belong here
Fake it, if you feel like infection
Whoa, you’re such a fuckin’ hypocrite

And you should know that the lies won’t hide your flaws
No sense in hiding all of yours
You gave up on your dreams along the way

Seether - fake it
 
Sometimes I'm right, but I can be wrong
My own beliefs are in the songs
The butcher, the baker, the drummer and then
Makes no difference what group I'm in

There is a blue one who can't accept the green one
For living with a fat one trying to be a skinny one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo
We got to live together
I am no better, and neither are you
We are the same, whatever we do
You love me, you hate me, you know me and then
You can't figure out the bag I'm in

There is a long hair that doesn't like the short hair
For being such a rich one that will not help the poor one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on and so on and scooby-dooby-do
We got to live together
There is a yellow one that won't accept the black one
That won't accept the red one that won't accept the white one
Different strokes for different folks
And so on, and so on and scooby-dooby-doo

Sly And The Family Stone - everyday people