The Used: I'm a Fake Meaning
I'm a Fake Lyrics
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals.
And I am not afraid to die;
I am not afraid to bleed and fuck and fight,
I want the pain of...
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#1 top rated interpretation:In the intro. when he says "Love is not like anything, especially a fucking knife." I think it means that love can hurt worse and damage you more than the blade of a knife. And this song seems like it's about a cutter whose pain was caused by years of trying to pretend you're someone else and pretending that you're confident in everything that you do and pretending that nothing's wrong. Even though everything is wrong.
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#2 top rated interpretation:I believe that the song is about contradicting everything to the point of contradicting yourself. "Small, simple, safe price" means how easy it is to be what American culture tells you to be. He'd rather take the road less traveled even though it hurts than. Most people are fake, because it's easy. To truly be an individual sometimes one has no other choice than to do nothing but endure.
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#3 top rated interpretation:some people are so dumb.
its very obviously about pretending to be someone your not. He pretends to be happy when he's really just a fake. It's completly revealing and beautiful and a bunch of fucking tards have to turn it into a catagory. It's not emo just because he mentions cutting. It's a guy that is sick of trying. There's no better song, in my opinion. -
Taking this song based upon the literal words used, and As someone who’s gone through it multiple times, this song is about heroin addiction. You smell horrible and your skin is so unbelievably dry when you’re going through withdrawals. When I could keep my intake consistent I was an upstanding member of society, I got multiple promotions in the years I used the most. When I tried to kick it I fell apart. Everything I had accomplished was built upon a lie, I was a fake.
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Art is subjective. For me, this song represents the duality of emotions felt in transition from manic to depressive.
Personally, some days I'm so good at putting on my fake face of being ok. Once I transition from highten (fake) positivity to complete and total disgust, all the moves I made to "seem ok" fade away and I'm left with only the darkness that was under the lies all along. -
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i think this song is about faking and trying to fit in and cutting to make themselves feel better and I hate it when people say that its pointless because it's not. i would know i do it and it's because i have no other way to let anything out and when people joke about cutting themselves or say it's pointless they have no idea how much pain you have to be in to take a blade to your skin to block out everything else. people do it when their life is living hell.
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My Interpretation of the song is two things. 1) It's saying that cutting yourself is just prolonging the inevitable fate that we all die. It's a cry for help and wanting (Hence wanting to fuck and comparing/contrasting cutting/knives with love)
2) Accepting the fact that you have a problem and confronting it. Or just living with that problem and being okay with it.
That's my interpretation, My opinion, Don't like it? Go somewhere else. -
I don't really know what this song is about, I see the intro poem and the rest as something different. It's hard to explain, but I can just FEEL EXCACTLY what he means, but not explain it..
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I think it is about how people are labeled as "fake" because they are like a lot of other people. Which is dumb because there are a lot of cliche/clicks everywhere in every genre of music and ethnicities. The way it says "you can tell, by the way i move and do my hair" is like "sure you know everything about me because i walk slow and have black poofy hair, yeah that obviously makes me fake" and the beginning could be someone talking to mock the "emo" and "fake" person, get me? Like, "my sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter- i'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart!" seems like someone who would make fun of someone for what they look or do.
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My interpretation of the song is that Bert is trying to be someone he's not & that he used to cut (he did) and he used to do alot of hardcore drugs , but he realized it was bad for him and that it wasn't solving anything . Also , something to remember while interpreting this album is that before it , his ex girlfriend died of a drug overdose while carrying his baby .
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I think that it is blatantly obvious that this song is talking about the 'emo' scene.
I mean, this is how i see it. Emo kids, as they are commonly referred to, do everything just to fit in. They dress a certain way, they do their hair a certain way, they even walk in a sulking type manner;
"By the way I move and do my hair"
So yeah, its about being 'emo' or posing as being 'emo'. In my opinion, you're a poser if you're able to categorize yourself. If doesnt matter what the label is, its a label all the same.
You know if your a poser if you say any of these things;
"I'm emo"
"I'm goth"
"I'm prep"
"I'm a jock"
"I'm a nerd"
All labels, all lies. -
Although this song has many interpretations it seems to me like this has two meanings. The first is obvious from the title, that he is looking at his own life and feels like he has been living as others want him to live, or at least pretending to live that way. The other meaning can be thought of as getting over any addiction. I'll break down the verses so it makes sense.
Look at me.
You can tell,
By the way I move and do my hair
Do you think that it's me,
Or it's not me?
I don't even care.
I'm alive, I don't smell.
I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
This verse an addict is looking at themselves and trying to view his life after an addiction. "I don't even care.
I'm alive, I don't smell.I'm the cleanest I have ever been." the still alive, after fighting addiction, losing the craving is that he can't smell, and being sober is the cleanest I'm the ever been.
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
The dry is also being sober, and the addiction is what is the "fake".
Do I drink?
Do I date?
I've got perfect placements.
All my ink
Satisfied, in your eyes.
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now.
I made sure I looked how I wanted to look.
The people around me,
The people surround me.
The "do I drink, do I date" is things that were lost when addicted. Perfect placements all my ink, is about being burned out on drugs, not needing them anymore. The last portion is about taking control of your life, not caring what others think of who you were.
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
"I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry. dry." Again seeing a self accomplishment, and remaining sober.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
My stomach hurts now,
All tied off in lace.
I pray, beg, for anything to hit me in the face.
And this sickness isn't me.
And I pray to fall from grace.
The last thing I see is feeling.
This verse is about a potential relapse, the stomach hurts, is about having a craving for a drug, and wanting to be hit in the face is to come to senses.
And I'm telling you I'm a fake,
I'm telling you I'm a fake. (x3)
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake
This is just my view on the song. Can be right can be wrong, but I gave you my reasons why I think of it this way. -
I don't know if its supposed to be or not but the intro to the song makes Bert seem like a total hypocrite. He says that cutting is pointless and is no way to deal with your emotions but this coming from the guy that spends so much of his life drinking and doing drugs. I have nothing against the Bert and I love the band, I even love the song, I just think that it was wrong of him to say it
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IMO this song is mainly about cutting, but I think the lyrics are supposed to have more emotional meaning than logical meaning. He's just throwing them everywhere and it really fits with the vocals. If you read the poem at the beginning carefully, every line is about or describing the act of cutting. Some of it talks about the feelings you get from cutting, which is also why I think this song is more of a "feeling song" than a "thinking song".
It seems that the rest of the song describes the common stresses, cutting, and not only trying to fit in but also caring too much about what people think of you. I get this from the way he screams lyrics almost nonsensically. Overemphasizing things like being clean and dry, looking a certain way, drinking, dating, and looking a certain way in front of everyone else... It makes me feel like he's fed up with doing all of these things to look a certain way, and realizes that he's a fake
meh, I just love this song.
Look at me.
You can tell,
By the way I move and do my hair
Do you think that it's me,
Or it's not me?
I don't even care.
I'm alive, I don't smell.
I'm the cleanest I have ever been.
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Do I drink?
Do I date?
I've got perfect placements.
All my ink
Satisfied, in your eyes.
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now.
I made sure I looked how I wanted to look.
The people around me,
The people surround me.
I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry.
Dry.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
My stomach hurts now,
All tied off in lace.
I pray, beg, for anything to hit me in the face.
And this sickness isn't me.
And I pray to fall from grace.
The last thing I see is feeling.
And I'm telling you I'm a fake,
I'm telling you I'm a fake. (x3)
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake.
Just look at me, look at me now.
I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake -
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