Fake My Own Death

Fake My Own Death - Sum 41

All bets are off but you still think

That you've gotta a right well

You're lucky days are numbered now

And you're to blame

You built a castle of sand

Shaking the devil's hand well

At least I've still got my soul to sell

You've got to take me away

Cause I wanna feel wanna feel

Something that's real thing that's real

Help me escape cause I wanna be

I'll take my last breath

Left to be free

I just wanna fake my own death

You played your part of the whore

You got some kinda nerve or

Have you forgot I don't forget

And you're too late

You walk beside the dead where

The angels never tread well

At least I've still got a soul to sell

You've got to take me away

Cause I wanna feel wanna feel

Something that's real thing that's real

Help me escape cause I wanna be

I'll take my last breath

Left to be free

I just wanna fake my own death

There's nowhere to run

From hell and above

I swear to a god that someday

There will be blood

It all comes down in the end

In spite of me you do it all again

It all comes down in the end

In spite of you I'll do it all again

You've got to take me away

Cause I wanna feel wanna feel

Something that's real thing that's real

Help me escape cause I wanna be

I'll take my last breath

Left to be free

I just wanna fake my own death