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Impostor by Lampy
DIR By: Fred Jam
Date: November 24, 2024, 7:12 am
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2024<br> <hr> <b>Genre</b><br> Pop-rock<br> <hr> <b>BPM</b><br> 105<br> <hr> <b>Current
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with the fates because they’re mean to me <br> There’s no
God to serve that can set me free <br> Situation’s getting
dire and I hate that thing<br> Keeping me alive to feel its
silent sting<br> <br> And if I lay my life down it’ll be
blackmail<br> Threatening and taunting with the head and the
tail<br> A slave to a higher will, becoming a chew
toy<br> The morbid sense of humour of everyone’s best
boy<br> <br> ‘Cause there’s no mercy for the wicked and
broken,<br> We’re just a sick game that it
plays<br> Rigged from the start by the words that it’s
spoken<br> Posing as love in its
place<br> <br> Feeling so unsure of my
identity<br> While I try to create another
destiny<br> You’ve been telling me that I’m an
impostor<br> Ever since the day that she died and we lost
her<br> <br> So don’t you pretend my higher
self<br> You’re a rich one and my pain is your
wealth<br> I sit among your demons like a good little
lapdog<br> When karma comes to get you there’s one hell of a
backlog<br> <br> ‘Cause there’s no mercy for the wicked
and broken,<br> We’re just a sick game that it
plays<br> Rigged from the start by the words that it’s
spoken<br> Posing as love in its
place<br> <br> It’ll divide you and say you’re getting
left behind<br> <br> ‘Cause there’s no mercy for the
wicked and broken,<br> We’re just a sick game that it
plays<br> Rigged from the start by the words that it’s
spoken<br> Posing as love in its place<br> <br> A
cheap imitation of something awoken<br> Deep inside my
withering chest<br> So spark this fire until it starts
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