Okay Kaya Fake It
Practice kissing on the wall
Doll shoe in my vagina
I always faked it till it felt okay
I was often aroused
Till I was forced to be something else
Awful posture whispers stammering
Now I take semi-nude self-portraits
I'm a satanist with a God complex
I fake it till I feel okay
Let me show you
I never wanna, I never wanna
Fake it till I feel okay
Let me show you
I never wanna, I never wanna
Fake it till I feel okay
Let me show you
I do it anyway
Friends dictate my identity
I would like to know what they see
I'm older, still bang my own head in
Sometimes I think I could have it all
Just wish I wanted some
No cold shoulders
No repetitions
I really wanna f..ck, kill, and marry
You, me and Mary
We could take semi-nude self-portraits
Be satanists with God complexes
And fake it till we feel okay
Let me show you
We never wanna, We never wanna
Fake it till we feel okay
Let me show you
We never wanna, I never wanna
Fake it till we feel okay
Let me show you
We do it anyway
