What’s Real?

[Intro: ClockworC]
You got your fancy clothes on
And all your diamond rings
You praise your god, yeah he god
And chase your Lamborghini dreams
It doesn't matter what the cost
It doesn't matter what the means
They'll bury you in your facade
As if it is what it seems to be

[Hook: ClockworC]
Tell me what's real
These cars? These clothes? This fame?
Can you tell me what's real?
These frauds? These foes? Your bane?
Can you tell me what's real?
These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine
Can you tell me what's real?
This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink
Can you tell me what's real?

[Verse 1: ClockworC]
Pain was the only thing I'd ever known that was real
I could touch it and taste 'em, must grow
I could feel all my fuck its and faking a nice home
But I peel back stats with nothing at all
A bucket to fall and drown out all of my wrongs
And it's gone with the winds of change
I had to go and place love at the front of the race
I can't go fake blood and my father in the cot
Till my doctor hit pause and then follow him way to grace
Pray for faith, may they take
Transcend the badlands and mound in space
Pull it no longer, gotta pull on my cage
No ratchets are found on the land with little rage
Old trap up outta the land with no gaze
Throw 'em back with the sucker free song to say
It goes

[Interlude]
Want to live by each other's happiness, not by each other's misery
Will you want to hate and despise one another
In this world there is room for everyone
The dirt is rich and can provide for everyone
The way of life could be free and beautiful
But we have lost the way
Greed has imprisoned souls
Has barricaded the world with hate
This boosts us into misery and hate

[Bridge: Mr. Grey]
It doesn't matter what the cost
It doesn't matter what the means
They'll bury you in your facade
As if it is what it seems to be

[Hook: Mr. Grey]
Tell me what's real
These cars? These clothes? This fame?
Can you tell me what's real?
These frauds? And all those foes and your bane?
Can you tell me what's real?
These laws and all these hoes in your cocaine
Can you tell me what's real?
This hit for tight for that faster for life in your drink
Can you tell me what's real?

[Verse 2: Mr. Grey]
Pain was the only thing I'd ever know that's real
This ain't no holy road
My knife at the end of the road, blowing smoke
On the razor's edge
Can't really tell if we really are friends
Too many pills and way too much coke
But I started hearing voices I'd never broke
This really real shit, top ramen at the top of my food
This where I get my wrist slit
Depression be the daily deal, angry clenched fists
A tank ribs if I don't slip and I'd seem to loathe this
Lessons in truth but no true bless