Fine Grain - I'm Not Real

I got skills
I got bills
I'm depressed
I don't get dressed
And no one knows
Cause I'm not real
What’s my name?
Social security number
And age
Can I smile?
Can I say yes?
No one will hear
Cause I'm not real
Real
Real
Real
Real
Whats the point?
Smoke a joint
You know you wanna
Give it up
The world is fucked
And no one knows
That nothing's real
Were all told
How we should feel
Whats the point?
Smoke a joint
Give it up
Cause nothing is
Real
Reeeeeeal
Reeeeeeal
Reeeeeeal
Reeeeeeal

Written by:
Zach Karpinski

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