Faked It

I’m plugged into your machine, often heard but never seen
And I’m moving
Throwing switches for the plan, I do the dance on command
And it drains me

Will you follow me, I can’t follow you
It’s disappearing
Will you look for me, I always looked for you
I’m in the clearing

When the circle makers bend, you’ll be looking for a friend
I’m leaving
Simulators turn the keys, in a garden full of weeds
But I’m dying...and you’re deeeaaaadd

Will you follow me, I can’t follow you
It’s disappearing
Will you look for me, I always looked for you
I’m in the clearing

(Lead)

Will you follow me, I can’t follow you
It’s disappearing
Will you look for me, I always looked for you
I’m in the clearing

Quickly moving through the lens, the image breaks before it bends
And it’s fading
Distant regions magnetize, fertile fields realized
I faked it

Will you follow me, I can’t follow you
It’s disappearing
Will you look for me, I always looked for you
I’m in the clearing