Real Life

On my way up
I found my dept
Left me burning
Chained to a bed

Clouds are turning
I Lost my head
Living dog years
Missing the best

Am I ever gonna see a light
Every call I had declined
Trying to find the will to fly
Let it be heard tonight

Is this all I got left
Living in my arrest
Spun me out
I'm destressed
Nothing left

Waiting rooms and thinking in blue
Spit me out but don't Make me new

Am I ever gonna see a light
Every call I had declined
Trying to find the will to fly
Let it be heard tonight

I don't feel right
It don't feel like
Living real life
Is this real time

I don't feel right
It don't feel like
Living real life
Is this real time

On my way up
I found my dept
Left me burning
Chained to a bed
Clouds are turning
I lost my head
Living dog years missing the best



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Montesi
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