Poor Fake

Don't matter where are you are It'll catch right up to you You can try to resist the feeling Set the canvas in my blues When the water starts boiling over Start second-guessing yourself Look, is it me, can't have given you something That might just be missing Listen Is this real or just a poor fake? Listen Is this real or just a poor fake? Like a moth to the flame, you held it When their attention swayed, lies rooted Through the hearth of the fog I want you to find me masterpiece and From the forgeries of fools I've cut my hands on a thousand pieces Listen Is this real or just a poor fake? Listen Is this real or just a poor fake? As I stare into its frame, slowly approaching At first glance, this is the finest painting I've ever laid eyes on As they all say, it truly is one of a kind I lift my magnifying glass to its smooth lines Taking a closer look, inspection is key What do we have here? Could this be a forgery? Listen Is this real or just a poor fake? Listen Is this real or just a poor fake?