Real Life

She is the girl no one talks to
So she listens alone, records she owns
Fame breeds a thrill she can search for
To change her world some day

And when she smiles
I believe
She could set a sinner free
If you hear her
She'll proclaim
How the real life
Is supposed to be

She frowns at the billboards
On the sky
And laughs at the clouds
That makes her cry
The city's colored grey
But still she tries
To paint
The haze away

When she smiles
I believe
She could set the lonely free
If you hear her
She'll proclaim

How the real life
Is supposed to be

Oh
She knows

Oh
She knows

Oh
She knows
She should feel
That she belongs
Because her love is meant to grow
Her mind designed to show
But she feels a stranger
To the games
We play in our hearts

And when she smiles
I believe
She could set the lonely free
If you hear her
She'll proclaim

How the real life
Is supposed to be

She is the girl no one talks to
So she listens alone
To records she owns
Fame breeds a thrill
She can search for
To change her world some day

And when she smiles
I believe
She could set the lonely free
If you hear her
She'll proclaim

How the real life
Is supposed to be

Live Amidst CD



Credits
Writer(s): Tommy Lee James, Dylan Altman, Rose Falcon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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