MOTHERFUCKING

Funny…

They always talk the loudest

From the outside.

You say we’re fake, fabricated

Funny how your eyes stay fixated

Call us plastic, call it staged

But you freeze when we take the stage

You preach about what’s real

While rehearsing who you pretend to be

If we’re really just a lie

Why you building your voice on me?

Don’t confuse control with truth

You want proof, we want moves

Those who scream “fake” the most

Usually got something to lose

Call me motherfucking fake

If it helps you sleep at night

We’re counting streams

While you’re counting our lives

Tell us A-L-E-X-N

If it’s all just fake, explain

Why you can’t escape us then

You tried to make a statement

Ended up revealing placement

Talked about the Dolls for weeks

That’s not critique, that’s engagement

If we’re fake, why did it sting?

If it’s staged, why everything?

This was never ’bout the truth

Just fear of what we’re becoming

You speak, we move

You doubt, we prove

While you’re busy tearing down

We outgrow the room

Call me motherfucking fake

If it helps you sleep at night

We’re counting streams

While you’re counting our lives

Tell us A-L-E-X-N

If it’s all just fake, explain

Why you can’t escape us then

You’re frustrated watching three Dolls leave you behind

Don’t worry, baby, this ain’t Billboard

And it’s not gonna get you a Grammy

Hold that rap, boy

Cool your head

And try to do better than us

Motherfucking fake, you say

Still here, still paid

Still watched, still played

A-L-E-X-N

Street Dolls — fake?

No, baby.

Just untouchable.