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Fake Nudes

from Mediaburn by Cult With No Name

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lyrics

He lied, he lied

Who wants to know and much less care
if the face don’t match the one she had?
She never says a word, so where’s the proof?

She keeps her cool behind those shades
No bodyguard for her today
She’ll nod her way through countless interviews

Side by side with the man she loves
But bored to tears by the things he does
She’ll stay inside and find something better to do

Putting on the bravest face
the man she loves doesn’t hesitate
to point out what he insists are all fake nudes

He lied, he lied

A figurehead, all objectified
And who can blame her for trying to hide
the things that they’ll deny but we know are true?

So piece by piece we’ll analyse
the face that launched a thousand lies
and maybe we’ll start to discover the real you

Side by side with the man she loves
But horrified by the things he does
She’ll stay inside and find something better to do

Putting on the bravest face
the man she loves never hesitates
to point out what he insists are all fake nudes

He lied, he lied, he lied, he lied

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from Mediaburn, released October 11, 2019

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