Imposter کے بول

I can't believe it. Feels like somebody died. Fond memories that have lasted through the chaos have turned ugly to my eyes. You've taken something true and duplicated it. Something way before you and imitated it. You've taken something true, pre-fabricated it. And this goes way before you and now it's ugly to my eyes. And it's a tragedy. I see you've got it down. You've got the clothes, the hair, the style And you know just the words to drop when you're around. You've taken something true and duplicated it. Something way before you and imitated it. You've taken something true, pre-fabricated it. And this goes way before you and now it's ugly to my eyes. Burn it down and let it be already. You've taken something true and duplicated it. Something way before you and imitated it. You've taken something true, pre-fabricated it. And this goes way before you and now it's ugly to my eyes. (have you gotten it yet? This is your biggest clue...)