音樂影片

積分

出演艺人
Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit
团体
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
唱片机
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
演唱
John Otto
John Otto
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
低音吉他
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
吉他
作曲和作词
Wes Borland
Wes Borland
词曲作者
John Otto
John Otto
词曲作者
Fred Durst
Fred Durst
词曲作者
DJ Lethal
DJ Lethal
词曲作者
Sam Rivers
Sam Rivers
词曲作者
制作和工程
Limp Bizkit
Limp Bizkit
制作人
Ross Robinson
Ross Robinson
制作人
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
混音工程师
Richard Kaplan
Richard Kaplan
工程师
Steve Sisco
Steve Sisco
助理混音工程师
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
母带工程师

歌詞

Flobber Fairy, you know we've figured you out Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a mask Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a mask Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a mask Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a fake Hey man, wake up and smell the concrete Strange to see you've changed, like the LB Could be identity crisis, but I can't buy this Reality bites but that's what life is Pitiful you, your hideous behavior Hate what God gave ya, fakin' all the flavor Artificial minds seekin' out the new trends Get in where you fit in Quit thinkin' like a has-been diggin' in my culture I'ma let me let your punks know I'm an old school soldier With the funk flow, a damn shame wanna change yourself Because you're sick of yourself Well I'm sick of you too, fake! You're a counterfeit, fake! You know we figured you out Well I'm sick of you too, fake! You're a counterfeit, fake! I wonder, I wonder, I wonder what it's like to be a clone Doin' nothin', nothin' on my own Alone in your misery, you're bitin' on my new style Filed as a counterfeit goin' down in history as nothin' but a copy cat So if you're fakin' that, you're phat and need a ballbat Right where your head is at All your desperation causes separation Now I grab the mic to intimidate Your weakness screams from the limp on your siren Phonies get the hint quick smacked with the funk-flick Pain for the fakers fame can't maintain Because you're sick of yourself Well I'm sick of you too, fake! You're a counterfeit, fake! You know we figured you out Well I'm sick of you too, fake! You're a counterfeit, fake! All these phonies- You disregarded your life You disrespected your friends You've even stolen your appearance From hangin' around with my family But I should have never dropped my guard So you could stab me in the back But you were freakin' me out Just freakin' me out, you wear a mask Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit You're freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Freakin' me out, you wear a mask called counterfeit Now you're steadily startin' to change You wanna re-arrange your lifestyle, live like the wild child With the vibe alive, you could lie to try and be so fly A lie but you deny you're a fake! You know we figured you out, figured you out, figured you out! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake! Fake!
Writer(s): John Everett Otto, William Frederick Durst, Wesley Louden Borland, Sam Rivers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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