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letra de reality - damion chase

verse 1

“it’ll all make sense soon”
don’t even know if that’s true
my dream’s been asleep in that booth
my youth slip away each time i hit snooze
close my eyes and try for neverland
coast in clouds, afraid i’ll never land
i’ve been up for years i need a ambiance
put me in bed again
swear life is the sedative
why can i want what i never get?
i don’t deserve if it’s heaven-sent
under the angels, i’m better dead
rolling in gravеs if i ever quit
embarrassing reaching for skiеs
out of reach
i see they eyeing my scheme
i feel the tension, it’s cutting in me
aware that i’m not what i seem
aware that i don’t sound the way that i mean
purpose seems father than fees
i gotta pay what i need
but i gotta practice to preach
time is just slipping from me
cross my heart i know i gotta do this
slowly die if i don’t try to prove this
carve my name initial wood with music
abusive love, i’m trying new hits
chorus

dreams turn to nightmares if you’re too scared
nocturnal till i’m sleeping in some new air
fantasies only happen when you fall asleep
ima make it my reality, make it my reality

(make it my reality, make it my reality)

verse 2

you can be anything but you
don’t ask of anyone, tough through
get a degree and then step to
working to dream, till it gets you
work for a fiend like he rents you
blood on your bill just to add it on
pat on the back till your back is gone
back to the wall for the people you feed
pleasing the scene now you’re taped to the street
under their feet, hope you see what i see
millionaires made off a million heirs
where are my royalties?
my turn to sit in that chair
i’d really like to just do what i choose
i got nothing to lose
over-explaining why music is more than a tune
more than a beat and a move
these words are everything
bleeding my heart out for you
mocking me won’t bring a stop to me
far from perfection, so i got a lot to bring
look at my memories, worries, and feelings
see how i’m hurting, anxiety’s k!lling me
quarter to three in the morning
i know she’ll wake soon
but i got to get it on paper
looping the beat till my head and heartache
and then throw it away, it’s so painful
finally get it down, mix it and spit it out
pay for the beat and then list it to get it out
post it on all of my socials
anxious the moment i let go
why do i do what i do?
thoughts on the surface come thru
merging with feelings that i know are true
i like the way that they fuse so
i pull out the pad and i’m back on the tunes
chorus

dreams turn to nightmares if you’re too scared
nocturnal till i’m sleeping in some new air
fantasies only happen when you fall asleep
ima make it my reality, make it my reality

(make it my reality, make it my reality)

- damion chase

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