Down and listen to the radio
If I our last song will disappear
I will hide these tears
And I'm ready, give me something hat I can doubt
Do you screaming? did it sound like I am spoken
From the day I will rise upon
And you know that I will hide my hands
Until the rain my body til the building
Spill to my eyeballs
And my feet will be good for your fall
My hand ball is
To a league some god damn thing
I close my eyes and I wait for
And I start to shine
Do you remember we was seventeen
When we lost my shit a couple

Can move with my feet
Its get harder, harder to be real, to be real, to be real
To be real, to be real darling g
To be real darling, to be real, to be real