real

fade away, now, nobody wants a broken toy
a plaything, no batteries nor puppet strings
bruised and bleeding
lost stuffing, button eyes that never see

were you ever there for me
whoever you are?
i'm degraded, useless, wasted
were you me all along?

it's enough to drive me crazy
if my mind was more than fleece
if my feet were made for walking
maybe I would be, I would be...

so i wake up in pain and insecurity
i cry out through painted lips, nobody hears me
empty mem'ries
no endings, only false realities

were you ever there for me
whoever you are?
i'm degraded, useless, wasted
were you me all along?

it's enough to drive me crazy
if my mind was more than fleece
if my feet were made for walking
maybe I would be, I would be...

real - like the air around me, filling empty lungs
real - like the time spent dreaming i could be someone
real - i'm alone inside a crowd of those alive
real though they may be, they're just as dead as me, inside...
just as make-believe

were you ever there for me
whoever you are?
i'm degraded, useless, wasted
were you me all along?

it's enough to drive me crazy
if my mind was more than fleece
if my feet were made for walking
maybe I would be, I would be...

real...maybe i could be real...
maybe i could be real...
maybe i could be