Sunday I'm walking and no one is talking to me.
I'm the dog stop bar
Sunday I'm thinking yesterday's worries.
I've disappeared from my heart
Oh real life
is more than art is imitating.
And real life is more than art is imitating.
I have an auntie she makes something for me
for all of my birthdays.
But I can't help but feel sorry for my auntie my uncle died on us.
Oh real life is more than art is imitating.
And real life is more than art is imitating.
And real life
is more than art is imitating.
Why do I like heavens?
Why do I like expensive things?
Even try to steal them.
What if God sees everything?
I love the ocean the way us once I saw them coming up to the surface.
Oh they seem so happy and I felt so guilty.
What we do to them is a disgrace.
Real life is more than art is imitating.
And real life is more than art is imitating.
And real life is more than art is imitating.
I can't help but feel sorry for the ocean.
I can't help but feel sorry for the ocean.
Why do I like heavens?
Why do I like expensive things?
Even try to steal them.
What if God sees everything?