LYRIC
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 [Chorus] Listen
Is this real or just a poor fake?
Listen
Is this real or just a poor fake? [Verse 2] 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 [Chorus] Listen
Is this real or just a poor fake?
Listen
Is this real or just a poor fake?
[Bridge]
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?
Is this real or just a poor fake?
Listen
Is this real or just a poor fake?
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