Album: Headspace (2016)HeroOw!
I never said I was your goddamn superman!
Late at night, sittin' up in my room,
Sippin' on adrenaline and pacing over you.
Lately you hate what I say,
But you can't hate me to my face.
I'm for real.
Just call it like I see.
Obsessed and possessive,
You don't know true shit about me.
There's a temper in your tone.
That mouth left you on your own.
Fake! Fake it till you make,
Enough to buy some faith from who,
Is dumb enough to pray to you, pray to you
Hero, hero
Everybody just want a payroll.
If the price is right, they might be your,
Hero, hero
If the price is right,
They might, they might, they might.
(Hero, hero)
If the price is right,
They might, they might, they might.
(Hero, hero)
Pray to these fake relatable gods.
Woah.
Pay them for attention till they get off, oo oo!
Fake, fake it till you make,
Enough to buy some faith from who,
Is dumb enough to pray to you, pray to you
Hero, hero
Everybody just want a payroll.
If the price is right, they might be your,
Hero, hero
If the price is right,
They might.
Hero, hero
If the price is right,
They might.
Hero, hero
Fake
Fake it till you make
Enough to make you feel like a...
Hero, hero
Everybody just want a payroll.
If the price is right, they might be your,
Hero, hero
If the price is right then they might be your
Hero, hero
If the price is right,
They might, they might, they might.
(Hero, hero)
If the price is right,
Then they might just be your
Hero, hero.
