Lyrics to Real Life
I woke up to a warm corona
A cold blanket, see I warned you, I'm a loner
It's her fault, pick a chick
I isolated myself, my passion is making me selfish
Say that you felt it
I got dark and was turned to can it
Most of this album is dark and self loathing
Am I real, am I a lie?
Can you feel what I provide?
This is the art of real life
This is the art of real life
But I wonder what you feel like
In my world outside a real life
Fuck it, I love this thing
I bring justice to dreams
Not at all gone, I'm next up
Am I real, am I a lie?
Can you feel what I provide?
This is the art of real life
This is the art of real life
But I wonder what you feel like
In my world outside a real life
I climb back under the blanket and watch Southpark on mute
Wondering what they meant
A cold blanket, see I warned you, I'm a loner
It's her fault, pick a chick
I isolated myself, my passion is making me selfish
Say that you felt it
I got dark and was turned to can it
Most of this album is dark and self loathing
Am I real, am I a lie?
Can you feel what I provide?
This is the art of real life
This is the art of real life
But I wonder what you feel like
In my world outside a real life
Fuck it, I love this thing
I bring justice to dreams
Not at all gone, I'm next up
Am I real, am I a lie?
Can you feel what I provide?
This is the art of real life
This is the art of real life
But I wonder what you feel like
In my world outside a real life
I climb back under the blanket and watch Southpark on mute
Wondering what they meant
Songwriters: JONATHAN SHAVE, CHARLES HAMILTON, JASON PEBWORTH, GEORGE ASTASIO
Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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Publisher: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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