Paper Tiger (Fakin' The Punk) Lyrics

	作词 : Sick Of It All
	Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice
	Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	Left the heart, took what you need
	Waterd down, now it's just a parody
	Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo
	Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	You've got the look, you've got the style
	Left the substance, in a year where will you be
	Somebody's fakin' it
	Somebody's fakin' it
	Somebody's fakin' it
	Somebody's fake
	Call you out, its not a comodity
	Call you out, without integrity
	Call you out, or an ego driven game
	Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind
	You had a taste
	You turn around, spit it out
	And slap it right in the face
	Somebody's fakin' it
	Look at them they're fakin' it
	Fakin' the punk

	zuo ci : Sick Of It All
	Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice
	Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	Left the heart, took what you need
	Waterd down, now it' s just a parody
	Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo
	Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	You' ve got the look, you' ve got the style
	Left the substance, in a year where will you be
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fake
	Call you out, its not a comodity
	Call you out, without integrity
	Call you out, or an ego driven game
	Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind
	You had a taste
	You turn around, spit it out
	And slap it right in the face
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Look at them they' re fakin' it
	Fakin' the punk

	zuò cí : Sick Of It All
	Once there was a purpose, once there was a voice
	Its gotten so deluded, robbed of its claws
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	Left the heart, took what you need
	Waterd down, now it' s just a parody
	Once there was a reason, once there was a soulo
	Now just a paper tiger, roaring at the mall
	Picked, stripped, bones clean
	You' ve got the look, you' ve got the style
	Left the substance, in a year where will you be
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Somebody' s fake
	Call you out, its not a comodity
	Call you out, without integrity
	Call you out, or an ego driven game
	Call you out, let you in with open arms and open mind
	You had a taste
	You turn around, spit it out
	And slap it right in the face
	Somebody' s fakin' it
	Look at them they' re fakin' it
	Fakin' the punk

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