Counterfeit

Stay
Close to the back of the room
Blend into the noise of people
I can’t relate to
Funny
You call me lame when I’m sullen
I think I’m afraid of something
I can’t put my finger to
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep
It’s not my orbit
It’s not my scene
Don’t really do this
Not usually
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep
Hold on to the wall
In case I lose my cool
Blend into the noise of people
I can’t talk to
And all this standing
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Peeling walls show other nights
Of static party guests
Not tryna bash it
Just being here
It’s not my passion
It’s not for me
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep
It’s not my orbit
It’s not my scene
Don’t really do this
Not usually
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep
And all this talking
Has me feeling kind of counterfeit
Party girls imparting promises
They’ll never keep