Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Keyboards
Dale Stewart
Dale Stewart
Bass Guitar
John Humphrey
John Humphrey
Drums
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shaun Morgan
Shaun Morgan
Songwriter
Dale Stewart
Dale Stewart
Songwriter
John Humphrey
John Humphrey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Howard Benson
Howard Benson
Producer
Mike Plotnikoff
Mike Plotnikoff
Recording Engineer
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Hatsukazu Inagaki
Recording Engineer
Jon Nicholson
Jon Nicholson
Assistant Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Marc Vangool (guitar tech)
Marc Vangool (guitar tech)
Assistant Engineer
Paul DeCarlli
Paul DeCarlli
Editing Engineer

Lyrics

Who's to know if your soul will fade at all? The one you sold to fool the world You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah Good God, you're coming up with reasons Good God, you're dragging it out And good God, it's the changing of the seasons I feel so raped, so follow me down and just Fake it if you're out of direction Fake it if you don't belong here Fake it if you feel like infection Whoa, you're such a fucking hypocrite You should know that the lies won't hide your flaws No sense in hiding all of yours You gave up on your dreams along the way, yeah Good God, you're coming up with reasons Good God, you're dragging it out Good God, it's the changing of the seasons I feel so raped, so follow me down and just Fake it if you're out of direction Fake it if you don't belong here Fake it if you feel like infection Whoa, you're such a fucking hypocrite Whoa, whoa, whoa I can fake with the best of anyone I can fake with the best of them all I can fake with the best of anyone I can fake it all Who's to know if your soul will fade at all? The one you sold to fool the world You lost your self-esteem along the way, yeah! Good God, you're coming up with reasons Good God, you're dragging it out Good God, it's the changing of the seasons I feel so raped, man, follow me down and just Fake it if you're out of direction Fake it if you don't belong here Fake it if you feel like infection Whoa, you're such a fucking hypocrite Fake it if you're out of direction Fake it if you don't belong here Fake it if you feel like infection Whoa, you're such a fucking hypocrite
Writer(s): John Humphrey, Dale Stewart, Shaun Welgemoed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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