Unrealistic
When I woke up everything had changed
Now I don't know where I am cause everything looks the same
Nothing around me seems to be real
Not even what I feel
There are sparks rising up in the air
But suddenly they disappear
And the fire that warms my hands
Is a fake of this unrealistic game
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
When I woke up everything looked strange
But I didn't know what had changed
I tried to realize where I was and from where I came
And I found myself inside a game
There are sparks rising up in the air
But suddenly they disappear
And the fire that warms my hands
Is a fake of this unrealistic game
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
I am part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the coldest rain
And it feels so strange
And I know I have to get out of here
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
Now I don't know where I am cause everything looks the same
Nothing around me seems to be real
Not even what I feel
There are sparks rising up in the air
But suddenly they disappear
And the fire that warms my hands
Is a fake of this unrealistic game
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
When I woke up everything looked strange
But I didn't know what had changed
I tried to realize where I was and from where I came
And I found myself inside a game
There are sparks rising up in the air
But suddenly they disappear
And the fire that warms my hands
Is a fake of this unrealistic game
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
I am part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the coldest rain
And it feels so strange
And I know I have to get out of here
Now I'm a part of the game
I am part of this world
But it all seems so unrealistic
I feel the wind in my hair
I feel the sun on my skin
But all in all it feels so unrealistic
Credits
Writer(s): Oskar Schillings
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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