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?
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 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?