I never said I was your goddamn superman
Late at night sittin’ up in my room
Sippin’ on adrenaline and pacing over you
Lately you hate what I say
But you can’t hate me to my face
I’m for real
Just call it like I see
Obsessed and possessive
You don’t know true s**t about me
There’s a temper in your tone
That mouth left you on your own.
(Issues – hero)
Fake, fake it till you make
Enough to buy some faith from who
Is dumb enough to pray to you, pray to you.
Hero, hero
Everybody just want a payroll
If the price is right, they might be your
herooo, herooo.
Pray to these fake relatable gods
Pay them for attention till they get off.
Fake, fake it till you make
Enough to buy some faith from who
Is dumb enough to pray to you.
Herooo, herooo
Everybody just want a payroll
If the price is right, they might be your
herooo, herooo.
Fake, fake it till you make
Enough to make you feel like a
herooo, herooo
Everybody just want a payroll
If the price is right, they might be your
herooo, herooooo.