Lately I've been f*cking up
And it appears
Lately is a synonym
For 25 years
When I put your name in a song
Is it sincere?
Depends which syllables I stress
When I get there
Should I rewrite these words?
Should I show some more respect?
Or should I honestly sing
Every piece of shit
That pops into my petty little head
Nothing rhyming's ever true
It's like phone sex
So I gather all my quarters up
And skip the fact check
When I put your name in a song
It's insincere
To ever try to understand
Something so near
Should I carelessly spew
Anything I want?
Or should I just try to sing
Something nice enough
Because no one wants to hear a boring song
A voice is just a squeaky hinge
And the catch is
If I belt some nasty shit
I'll get something
I'll get something
Nothing rhyming's ever true
But if the beats tight
You can cut up all your notebooks
Just get the tune right
When I used your name in a song
Was it sincere?
Well you won't find the truth here
And that's a fact dear
Should I sing this again
And again until I'm raw?
Or should I replace the words
With harmless hums and ha's
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Joseph Landau - Fact Check Lyrics
Joseph Landau - Fact Check Lyrics
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Lately I've been f*cking up
And it appears
Lately is a synonym
For 25 years
When I put your name in a song
Is it sincere?
Depends which syllables I stress
When I get there
Should I rewrite these words?
Should I show some more respect?
Or should I honestly sing
Every piece of shit
That pops into my petty little head
Nothing rhyming's ever true
It's like phone sex
So I gather all my quarters up
And skip the fact check
When I put your name in a song
It's insincere
To ever try to understand
Something so near
Should I carelessly spew
Anything I want?
Or should I just try to sing
Something nice enough
Because no one wants to hear a boring song
A voice is just a squeaky hinge
And the catch is
If I belt some nasty shit
I'll get something
I'll get something
Nothing rhyming's ever true
But if the beats tight
You can cut up all your notebooks
Just get the tune right
When I used your name in a song
Was it sincere?
Well you won't find the truth here
And that's a fact dear
Should I sing this again
And again until I'm raw?
Or should I replace the words
With harmless hums and ha's
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
And it appears
Lately is a synonym
For 25 years
When I put your name in a song
Is it sincere?
Depends which syllables I stress
When I get there
Should I rewrite these words?
Should I show some more respect?
Or should I honestly sing
Every piece of shit
That pops into my petty little head
Nothing rhyming's ever true
It's like phone sex
So I gather all my quarters up
And skip the fact check
When I put your name in a song
It's insincere
To ever try to understand
Something so near
Should I carelessly spew
Anything I want?
Or should I just try to sing
Something nice enough
Because no one wants to hear a boring song
A voice is just a squeaky hinge
And the catch is
If I belt some nasty shit
I'll get something
I'll get something
Nothing rhyming's ever true
But if the beats tight
You can cut up all your notebooks
Just get the tune right
When I used your name in a song
Was it sincere?
Well you won't find the truth here
And that's a fact dear
Should I sing this again
And again until I'm raw?
Or should I replace the words
With harmless hums and ha's
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Writer: Joseph Landau
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