The Fraud (I love)
Explosive pop punk energy: fast, aggressive guitars with heavy, choppy distortion, hyperactive, intricate basslines, and relentless, pounding drums set a breakneck pace. Female vocals soar dramatically from fiercely vulnerable midrange to piercing whistle-register highs, layering emotional power.
The Fraud (I love)
Explosive pop punk energy: fast, aggressive guitars with heavy, choppy distortion, hyperactive, intricate basslines, and relentless, pounding drums set a breakneck pace. Female vocals soar dramatically from fiercely vulnerable midrange to piercing whistle-register highs, layering emotional power.
Lyrics
Verse1
you scream rebellion
But your hands are soft as lace
You shout for revolution
From a cozy place
The patches on your clothing
Are stitched with tender care
But when the sirens start to wail
You vanish into air...
Chorus
Oh, my love, my fraud, my charming insurrectionist
You dream of throwing bricks
But they’d only break your wrist
Oh, my love, my lie, my leather-coated tragedy*
A rebel in aesthetics, still you captured me...
Verse 2
Oh, your boots are scuffed so perfectly
To hint at riots past
You call the system worthless
Yet still, you hold it fast
Your Anarchy ‘A’ is fading
You speak of burning cities, but fear the smallest heat
Oh, tragic love of mine, so bold in borrowed rage
You chant for something you'd never have the heart to do
Chorus – Bigger, more dramatic
Oh, my love, my fraud, my charming insurrectionist
You dream of throwing bricks
But they’d only break your wrist
Oh, my love, my lie, my leather-coated tragedy
A rebel in aesthetics, still you captured me...
Bridge – Soft, regretful
One day the fires may truly rise
And I’ll be caught within
as I burn, I’ll think of you
Safe in your home, tucked in...
Final Chorus – Grand and theatrical
Oh, my love, my fraud, my charming insurrectionist
You dream of throwing bricks
But they’d only break your wrist
Oh, my love, my lie, my leather-coated tragedy*
A rebel in aesthetics, still, you captured me...
Outro – Fade out with a sigh
Oh, your patch is sewn... but your heart is not...
(I still love you)
Oh, your patch is sewn... but your heart is not...
(I still love you)
Oh, your patch is sewn... but your heart is not...
(I still love you)
Oh, your patch is sewn... but your heart is not...