Faking Moves

by FELTON PHILLIPS   May 2, 2006


Now you see me
Now you don't
You used to trust me
Now you won't
I wanted you
You wanted me
Now each other we never see

Faking Moves

Moving your lips
Making sounds
The words are hip
But they ain't down
Wheel'in and deal'in
Trying to get ahead
Ending up kill'in
Maybe even dead

Faking moves?

You been faked out!

(written for young people who are caught up in an altered reality )

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