Fake it, if you don't belong here

[tempestuously]

I think I finally have a name for my still unfinished LuluEuphie manifesto. I loves me some Don Henley, as you may know, so "The End of the Innocence" is going to be getting the highlight for this essay.

I really like Seether's "Fake It" and am adding it to things that I will one day make a Geass AMV of. In the meantime, should I need new keywords, I've got some shiny new lyrics to choose from.



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 comin’ up with reasons
Good god, you’re draggin’ it out
Good god, it’s the changin’ 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 f**kin’ hypocrite

And 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 comin’ up with reasons
Good god, you’re draggin’ it out
Good god, it’s the changin’ of the seasons
I feel so raped
So follow me down

And just fake it, if you’re out if direction
Fake it, if you don’t belong here
Fake it, if you feel like infection

Whoa, you’re such a f**kin’ hypocrite

Whoa, Whoa

I can fake it with the best of anyone
I can fake it with the best of ‘em all
I can fake it 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 you self-esteem along the way
Yeah

Good god, you’re comin’ up with reasons
Good god, you’re draggin’ it out
Good god, it’s the changin’ 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 f**kin’ 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 f**kin’ hypocrite



And on that pleasant note, I hate driving with trucks in the tunnels. But even worse is driving with fuel trucks and having some hot rod behind me riding my ass and trying to make me speed up. Hello, if I crash into that fuel truck, we explode. And I don't like exploding.