Real
Oh I just get that symphony
Get that on the beat
Even if it takes a while
And if i work all the night long
I will bump this song
And we'll put it in a vinyl
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It willl
Instill
Chills
You'll see
I wanna recognize everyone that is a doing the show
These people are full
Full of the everything that is a
Ready to go but nobody knows
Oh good
Cause 50 people that are behind the scenes running it seems
To satisfy the means
Dopamine to the many fiends
But now
How bout I change up the game and give you some truth
Some proof
I'm a kid who records his songs in his basement
I am a person who's struggle is dangerous
I will probably never be famous
But to be honest
I don't really care
Cause this music
Is about my side of the story
Allegory
Most of the listeners don't pay attention to the hidden message
We'll pay attention
This isn't a beat to bob ur head
This is meant to make you think
Don't blink
What do you see
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It will
Instill
Chills
You'll see
Who are you asking me what is that I'm a doing
You think I'm stupid
Part of a movement
Kid with a dream
Oh I should learn to be prudent
I Should be a student
Student of you
The genius of life
So here is the knife go do it
Kill all the dreams
Kill all the dreams
I'm just looking for improvement
A dream is a dream
But mine is just me
Don't tell me I'm foolish for hoping
Ur clueless
Cause what is ur life if ur hope is a suit and a tie and an apartment
That is a metaphor just follow your dreams
No matter how crazy or goofy it seems
Please Please Please
Cause we were created to reach for the greater
We are were created to meet our creator
Oh Translator
This comfortable life
Comfortable wife
Comfortable house
Only leads to a comfortable
Death
Where u have not done anything
For anyone
Your breathe
Was wasted
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It willl
Instill
Chills
You'll see
Get that on the beat
Even if it takes a while
And if i work all the night long
I will bump this song
And we'll put it in a vinyl
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It willl
Instill
Chills
You'll see
I wanna recognize everyone that is a doing the show
These people are full
Full of the everything that is a
Ready to go but nobody knows
Oh good
Cause 50 people that are behind the scenes running it seems
To satisfy the means
Dopamine to the many fiends
But now
How bout I change up the game and give you some truth
Some proof
I'm a kid who records his songs in his basement
I am a person who's struggle is dangerous
I will probably never be famous
But to be honest
I don't really care
Cause this music
Is about my side of the story
Allegory
Most of the listeners don't pay attention to the hidden message
We'll pay attention
This isn't a beat to bob ur head
This is meant to make you think
Don't blink
What do you see
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It will
Instill
Chills
You'll see
Who are you asking me what is that I'm a doing
You think I'm stupid
Part of a movement
Kid with a dream
Oh I should learn to be prudent
I Should be a student
Student of you
The genius of life
So here is the knife go do it
Kill all the dreams
Kill all the dreams
I'm just looking for improvement
A dream is a dream
But mine is just me
Don't tell me I'm foolish for hoping
Ur clueless
Cause what is ur life if ur hope is a suit and a tie and an apartment
That is a metaphor just follow your dreams
No matter how crazy or goofy it seems
Please Please Please
Cause we were created to reach for the greater
We are were created to meet our creator
Oh Translator
This comfortable life
Comfortable wife
Comfortable house
Only leads to a comfortable
Death
Where u have not done anything
For anyone
Your breathe
Was wasted
I could just talk about some croissant
I don't just talk about what I want
You might think it's just nonchalant
Music is my confidant
Every line is Just so real
It willl
Instill
Chills
You'll see
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel-jon Brazovan
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