(How would that make you feel?)

Bottled up hate
Let it off the chain
Let loose
With these fucking losers
Who do you think you are?
You beg
Then you ain't no chooser
A soldier
With no heart

It's fake, fake, fake
Rippin' yo face, face, face
Y'all bitches fake, fake, fake
Come catch this fade, fade, fade

Face off
Like a mask
Call me Travis
Not Scott
But the chimp
Both tragic
Clyde Wyncham
Type magic
Killing meticulous
Heartbeat
Sporadic
Call me an addict
Real hard
From the rush
Blood on my face
I'mma slut (I'mma slut)
There's the real you
All over my floor
You gush
Call me an addict
I think I'mma bust
It's fake, fake, fake
Rippin' yo face, face, face
Y'all bitches fake, fake, fake
Come catch this fade, fade, fade

You think why they show [?] the real them
You only see what they want you to see
It's all a facade to lure all you in (Oh my God they're so cool)

It's fake, fake, fake
Rippin' yo face, face, face
Y'all bitches fake, fake, fake
Come catch this fade, fade, fade