Текст песни Sick Of It All - Paper Tiger (Fakin` The Punk)
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Once there was a purpose, once there was a voiceIts gotten so deluded, robbed of its clawsPicked, stripped, bones cleanLeft the heart, took what you needWaterd down, now it`s just a parodyOnce there was a reason, once there was a souloNow just a paper tiger, roaring at the mallPicked, stripped, bones cleanYou`ve got the look, you`ve got the styleLeft the substance, in a year where will you beSomebody`s fakin` itSomebody`s fakin` itSomebody`s fakin` itSomebody`s fakeCall you out, its not a comodityCall you out, without integrityCall you out, or an ego driven gameCall you out, let you in with open arms and open mindYou had a tasteYou turn around, spit it outAnd slap it right in the faceSomebody`s fakin` itLook at them they`re fakin` itFakin` the punk