pinocchio

It's too hard to be a real boy
Caught up in real pain and real joy
That's my only freedom of choice (Of choice)
White noise buzzing through my human body
Feeling numb and feeling sorry
Finish up my rum Bacardi

Walking home and I feel like I vanish
'Cause I ache for your touch, could be magic
Making me feel too much, become savage
So I beg you turn me into

Someone I know, Pinocchio
No, I don't wanna tell lies anymore, woah

I wanna see when I'm fake to the core
I wanna know, Pinocchio
How could you live with yourself for so long? Woah

Yeah, can you turn me low-key into Pinocchio?

Trust me, I'm not being honest
If I'm really being honest
What's an action with no motive? (Motive)
Am I in it for the story?
Selling out just for the glory?
Am I all those things they told me? Woah

Walking home and I feel like I vanish
'Cause I ache for your touch, could be magic
Making me feel too much, become savage
So I beg you turn me into

Someone I know, Pinocchio
No, I don't wanna tell lies anymore, woah
I wanna see when I'm fake to the core
I wanna know, Pinocchio
How could you live with yourself for so long? Woah
Yeah, can you turn me low-key into Pinocchio?

(Can you turn me low-key into Pinocchio?)
Woah

Someone I know, Pinocchio
No, I don't wanna tell lies anymore, woah
I wanna see when I'm fake to the core
I wanna know, Pinocchio
How could you live with yourself for so long? Woah
Yeah, can you turn me low-key into Pinocchio?

Can you turn me low-key into Pinocchio?
I wanna see when I'm fake to the core