Lyrics Real - Havelock

You wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille?
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American
My beats are so irrelevant

Big train energy
Opioids and a sea of felonies
Paper thin plasticine
Covering individuality

Pose for the Polaroid
And prove you're not broken, token boy
Your token has lost its voice
You're picking up what's left
Of fashionable dregs like

You wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille?
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American
My beats are so irrelevant

Pimped out everything
Boys and girls idolizing beauty queens
Pigment, shades of green
Skin tone blending into fantasies

Pose for the Polaroid
And prove you're not broken, token boy
Your token has lost its voice
You're picking up what's left
Of fashionable dregs like

You wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille?
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American
My beats are so irrelevant

I blame this awful aim for fame
From my sister's complex
It's a twisted vault, an abysmal sport
For material objects
Your friends that you confide in
Are they loyal? Are they bonafide?
And do they keep you smilin'
Or would they hang you out for dryin'?

'Cause you wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American
My beats are so irrelevant (Baby)
You wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille? (And a gold grille)
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American (They're so American)
My beats are so irrelevant

You wanna get a big house
A good girl, and a gold grille?
Faking doesn't make you real
Your dreams are so American
My beats are so irrelevant