Zico Chain
The Real Life
Oh
The real life
The real life
This is celebrated suicide
Oh
Let daggers fall

I know not
I know not what I want
Prescribe me
The color to my reflection
I burn in
I burn in your politics
Behind let them whisper their invitations
Let hate define you

Oh
There ain't nothing like the real life
There ain’t nothing like the beat of your heart
This is celebrated suicidе
Oh
Let daggers fall

I know nothing of the sorrow
I know nothing of thе hate you speak
I find solace in the shadows
I find solace in disgrace
No choice to make
When there's a conscience killer with a gun in your face!
Oh
There ain't nothing like the real life
There ain’t nothing like the beat of your heart
This is celebrated suicide
Oh
Let daggers fall

Breathe a little fire inside your mind
There's a caution in your eyes
Let a little life run down your spine
Tonight we fly

All this I know
Is nothing like the real thing
All this I know
Is nothing like the real thing
Nothing like the real life
Nothing like the beat of your heart
Nothing like the real life
Nothing like the beat of your heart

Oh
There ain't nothing like the real life
There ain't nothing like the beat of your heart
This is celebrated suicide
Oh
Let daggers fall