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Knaff - Fuck Fake Lyrics



Knaff - Fuck Fake Lyrics




Uh f*ck fake friends bundled into fake trends (f*ck'em)
Mends to make all the difference (f*ck'em)
Lies of ignorance, we've got nothin' in common (we got nothin' in common, yeah)
All apologies scraped (yeah) in politics
It's all (yeah) a suicidal confidence (it's suicide ya'll)
I'm an addict to this shit (ya'll)
So let it commence (ya'll)

Futuristic slaves (we slaves)
With their technological brains (in our brains)
Are branded with the name hipster (hipster)
More like acclaimed hip nerds (hip nerds)
A topknot sheep disease (disease)
Repin' up a new age hip frenzy (a frenzy)
It's an apocalyptic raged blister (blister blister)
More like their abbey been cursed (we cursed yeah)

I'm pickin' a fight
I'm pickin' a fight (tuh yes, yeah)
I'm pickin' a fight
I'm pickin' a fight

I'm givin' up fake friends
(I'm givin' up, i'm givin' up)
(I'm givin' up fake friends)
I'm throwin' out fake trends
(I'm throwin' out, i'm thrown' out)
(I'm thrown' out fake trends)
I'm done with all the make up sex that never ends (i'm done, yeah)
My fault entirely
I'm givin' up fake friends
(I'm givin' up, i'm givin' up)
I'm throwin' out fake trends
(I'm givin' up fake shit)

F*ck fake, yeah
(These fashion trends, make up sex, fake friends)
F*ck fake, yeah
(These fashion trends, make up sex, fake friends)
F*ck fake, yeah

A phantom cloud nine funnels zealous white lines (phantom)
Fixed at the brink end of a cigarette (cocaine)
Regretting past time is our future endeavor (it's our future endeavor, yeah)
Our biology's set (yeah) on forgery
It's scary (yeah) knowin' trust is now burglary (it's B n' E ya'll)
We're all disciples to this mess (ya'll)
So watch us immense (ya'll)

Psychedelic raves (we rave)
And our wreckage to the meds and cash praise (cash praise)
Is a plastic generation (plastic)
We be partyin' every night like we celebratin' (ou)
I'm holdin' out (holdn' out)
For something better, maybe a little something better (ou)
'Cause all we're about (we're about)
Has never been attached to a rubber; buddy's, coitus, n' black pleather

I should of learned from the beginning (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Who my real friends are (f*ck'em all ya'll)
I could of been a lot more selfless (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Sexting all those innocent lovers (f*ck'em, yeah f*ck'em)
Is it my fault i feel this burning deep in my chest (f*ck'em all ya'll)
I can't seem to rest (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Is it my ally vigilance bracing the role (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Of a true comrade (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Oh i'll fight, with style, so yeah, if you ask
(F*ck'em all ya'll, f*ck'em all ya'll, f*ck'em all ya'll)
(F*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em)
(F*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em all ya'll yeah)
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Uh f*ck fake friends bundled into fake trends (f*ck'em)
Mends to make all the difference (f*ck'em)
Lies of ignorance, we've got nothin' in common (we got nothin' in common, yeah)
All apologies scraped (yeah) in politics
It's all (yeah) a suicidal confidence (it's suicide ya'll)
I'm an addict to this shit (ya'll)
So let it commence (ya'll)

Futuristic slaves (we slaves)
With their technological brains (in our brains)
Are branded with the name hipster (hipster)
More like acclaimed hip nerds (hip nerds)
A topknot sheep disease (disease)
Repin' up a new age hip frenzy (a frenzy)
It's an apocalyptic raged blister (blister blister)
More like their abbey been cursed (we cursed yeah)

I'm pickin' a fight
I'm pickin' a fight (tuh yes, yeah)
I'm pickin' a fight
I'm pickin' a fight

I'm givin' up fake friends
(I'm givin' up, i'm givin' up)
(I'm givin' up fake friends)
I'm throwin' out fake trends
(I'm throwin' out, i'm thrown' out)
(I'm thrown' out fake trends)
I'm done with all the make up sex that never ends (i'm done, yeah)
My fault entirely
I'm givin' up fake friends
(I'm givin' up, i'm givin' up)
I'm throwin' out fake trends
(I'm givin' up fake shit)

F*ck fake, yeah
(These fashion trends, make up sex, fake friends)
F*ck fake, yeah
(These fashion trends, make up sex, fake friends)
F*ck fake, yeah

A phantom cloud nine funnels zealous white lines (phantom)
Fixed at the brink end of a cigarette (cocaine)
Regretting past time is our future endeavor (it's our future endeavor, yeah)
Our biology's set (yeah) on forgery
It's scary (yeah) knowin' trust is now burglary (it's B n' E ya'll)
We're all disciples to this mess (ya'll)
So watch us immense (ya'll)

Psychedelic raves (we rave)
And our wreckage to the meds and cash praise (cash praise)
Is a plastic generation (plastic)
We be partyin' every night like we celebratin' (ou)
I'm holdin' out (holdn' out)
For something better, maybe a little something better (ou)
'Cause all we're about (we're about)
Has never been attached to a rubber; buddy's, coitus, n' black pleather

I should of learned from the beginning (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Who my real friends are (f*ck'em all ya'll)
I could of been a lot more selfless (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Sexting all those innocent lovers (f*ck'em, yeah f*ck'em)
Is it my fault i feel this burning deep in my chest (f*ck'em all ya'll)
I can't seem to rest (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Is it my ally vigilance bracing the role (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Of a true comrade (f*ck'em all ya'll)
Oh i'll fight, with style, so yeah, if you ask
(F*ck'em all ya'll, f*ck'em all ya'll, f*ck'em all ya'll)
(F*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em)
(F*ck'em, f*ck'em, f*ck'em all ya'll yeah)
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Writer: Adam Knaff, Brandon Knaff
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Length: 4:48
Written by: Adam Knaff, Brandon Knaff

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