Eliza And The Bear - Real Friends

I got all these motherfuckers
Holding out their hands
It's like they do not understand
About who I really am
They always at the concert but they dont know that band
It's like they're so concerned with fashion
But they don't know the brands

Who are your, real friends
When you're picking up cigarette butts and the dead cups
When the party ends
Who are your, real friends
When the lights go up and the music stops

Tell me who's gonna hold you when the party ends I'm talking bout real real real real friends

I'm talking bout real real real real friends

I'm not a stepping stone you walk on
To get you to the top
It's like they only pick the phone up when they down and out of luck

Yeah I'd rather follow real love
It's a road that never ends
I could show you a thing or two about time and how to spend it on your
real friends
When you're picking up cigarette butts and the dead cups
When the party ends
Who are your, real friends
When the lights go up and the music stops

Tell me who's gonna hold you when the party ends I'm talking bout real real real real friends

I'm talking bout real real real real friends

They the ones that you can call when it's dark at 3am
You got drunk and missed your station
You lost your card again
If I ever got that call no it wouldn't matter when cos
I'd do the same for them
I'd do the same for my

Who are your, real friends
When you're picking up cigarette butts and the dead cups
When the party ends
Who are your, real friends
When the lights go up and the music stops

Tell me who's gonna hold you when the party ends I'm talking bout real real real real friends

I'm talking bout real real real real friends

Written by:
Callie Harrison Noakes, James Patrick Kellegher, Martin Stephen Dukelow, Timothy James Deal

Publisher:
Lyrics © Spirit Music Group, Sentric Music, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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