paroles de chanson Marionettes - Abstract

Yeah, headed for the top
Yeah, I see the signs, but they never saying stop
Ain't in it for the ride, little homie, you can walk
They say it's my time, hands clapping on my watch
Yeah wait for the applause
We ain't never changing, yo, we happy who we are
We here, got us here, so I know we gettin' far
A no-one yesterday, star by tomorrow
Life gave me lemons, but I'm waiting for the limelight
Haters gettin' mad when I tell 'em what my life's like
Every day I got some new fans
Reaching every goal
Every day I got some new plans
And I knew it would happen
Something so good came from something so tragic
And yeah, I'm done with this, it ain't the smell of burnt plastic
But when it come to real shit
Baby, you the last chick

Guess the kid too real for them (real for them)
Dreams turned real, world turned pretend
Let 'em all get their strings pulled
Thank God, I'm a real boy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Real shit, I ain't never been a decoy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Thank God, I'm a real boy

Yeah, I coulda quit when you told me to
But then we'd never see the part where you tell me "I'm proud of you"
Used to order me around, now they order me the rounds
Y'all just more paperweight, me, I really hold it down
'Cause I've been running from the start
That's the way it goes when you running from the heart
But I guess that I was running from what tore that shit apart
Turn the pieces to mosiac, mean I turned that shit to art
They meant that I'm better than
Did that shit like Emerson
Took a shot and heard around the world it was Ferdinand
Change in my pockets, still feeling like a hundred grand
Used to be just be a boy with a plan, now up in the man
And what the hell? All of y'all scared to be yourself
They say do this, do that
Put your dreams up on a shelf
We ain't gonna listen, my ass—you can kiss it
These kids stop dreaming and it's up to me to fix it

Guess the kid too real for them (real for them)
Dreams turned real, world turned pretend
Let 'em all get their strings pulled
Thank God, I'm a real boy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Real shit, I ain't never been a decoy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Thank God, I'm a real boy

These kids skipped work, fuck marryin' next
Told their dreams they must forget
And that's not right, but it's so true
That you are best at being you
So don't ever let them change you
When the world is trying to break you down
They gonna try to replace you
Get up and go another round
Cause we all too real for them
Let our dreams turn real, let them turn pretend
Let 'em all get their strings pulled
Thank God that we're all too real

Guess the kid too real for them (real for them)
Dreams turned real, world turned pretend
Let 'em all get their strings pulled
Thank God, I'm a real boy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Real shit, I ain't never been a decoy
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Thank God, I'm a real boy