Sick Of It All

Sick Of It All - Paper Tiger (Fakin' The Punk) songtekst

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Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice

Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws

Picked, stripped, bones clean

Left the heart, took what you need

Waterd down, now it's just a parody



Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo

Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall

Picked, stripped, bones clean

You've got the look, you've got the style

Left the substance, in a year where will you be



Somebody's fakin' it

Somebody's fakin' it

Somebody's fakin' it

Somebody's fake



Call you out, its not a comodity

Call you out, without integrity

Call you out, or an ego driven game

Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind

You had a taste

You turn around, spit it out

And slap it right in the face



Somebody's fakin' it

Look at them they're fakin' it

Fakin' the punk
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