Lyrics Get Real - Douwe Bob

Get Real

If you ask me what I think about this guy who’s new to me
I’d ask my favorite suit to tell me what to feel
Paul says, «I should say I listen to him everyday»
Don’t wanna sell my soul don’t want to sell my house
Running faster doesn’t mean you can’t fall behind
Acting real clever doesn’t make you keen of mind
You think you’re number one but you’re last in line
Get real
Get real
Do you want me to make the news?
Do you want me to find my muse?
Do I have to go to Nashville to sound real?
I‘m not gonna lie I like my name in neon lights
You see I’d go with you if you’re going my way
Running faster doesn’t mean you can’t fall behind
Acting real clever doesn’t make you keen of mind
Having a million won’t buy you time
You think you’re number one but you’re last in line
Get real
Get real
Maybe you can keep it up forever
Maybe this feels right to you
Get real
Get real
Get real
Get real