Phony
I live in a world of phonies
I live where people will me nice to your face
But talk behind your back
I live with people who lie about things that don’t even matter
I live in a world where we have to be perfect or seem to be perfect like a pseudo
Even if you don’t feel it
Jist make people think you are
Fake it till you make it
Becuase we are all phonies
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