We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Graduate at 16
Now I know what that means
Trying to pursue my dreams
Growing up in my genes
This world is absurd
No need to be heard
Woman can't fly because they aren't bird's listen
Every rappers gone and now we live in despair
But they were breathing no one really cared
Now we morn their death because we love their tunes
They're dead now, it's too late, you silly goons
I've caused so much hurt within people
All I want is society to be equal
Gay, straight, transgender or bi-lingual
Man I need to stop as that's the red signal
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Again I try to pretend
Spitting again
I'm on the same page
But I'm living with friends
I've got a lot to give
I've had a lot received
I try to do my best
And keep up with the needs
Now i'm living my life
Never needed a knife
Bus pass in my pocket
And I'm going tonight
To find the right one
To help me settle down
Metaphorically i'm going
I'm never out of town
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Back again for number 3
None of you can handle me
2020 vision
And you've still got a lot to see
You know how it gets to me
Everyone has feelings
But now i have this girl
That I know that i'm keeping
Demons inside my brain
Negative thoughts that i can't obtain
14 hours on our phones were just going insane
Society is f*cked that's all our faults again
I express through aggression
Living life is an obsession
Year 8, 13, yeah living with depression
You made me leave school
Getting beat up on the bus
No doubt that i've grown
I've got my bro's that i can trust
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Josh Taylor - Modern Life Lyrics
Josh Taylor - Modern Life Lyrics
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We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Graduate at 16
Now I know what that means
Trying to pursue my dreams
Growing up in my genes
This world is absurd
No need to be heard
Woman can't fly because they aren't bird's listen
Every rappers gone and now we live in despair
But they were breathing no one really cared
Now we morn their death because we love their tunes
They're dead now, it's too late, you silly goons
I've caused so much hurt within people
All I want is society to be equal
Gay, straight, transgender or bi-lingual
Man I need to stop as that's the red signal
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Again I try to pretend
Spitting again
I'm on the same page
But I'm living with friends
I've got a lot to give
I've had a lot received
I try to do my best
And keep up with the needs
Now i'm living my life
Never needed a knife
Bus pass in my pocket
And I'm going tonight
To find the right one
To help me settle down
Metaphorically i'm going
I'm never out of town
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Back again for number 3
None of you can handle me
2020 vision
And you've still got a lot to see
You know how it gets to me
Everyone has feelings
But now i have this girl
That I know that i'm keeping
Demons inside my brain
Negative thoughts that i can't obtain
14 hours on our phones were just going insane
Society is f*cked that's all our faults again
I express through aggression
Living life is an obsession
Year 8, 13, yeah living with depression
You made me leave school
Getting beat up on the bus
No doubt that i've grown
I've got my bro's that i can trust
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Graduate at 16
Now I know what that means
Trying to pursue my dreams
Growing up in my genes
This world is absurd
No need to be heard
Woman can't fly because they aren't bird's listen
Every rappers gone and now we live in despair
But they were breathing no one really cared
Now we morn their death because we love their tunes
They're dead now, it's too late, you silly goons
I've caused so much hurt within people
All I want is society to be equal
Gay, straight, transgender or bi-lingual
Man I need to stop as that's the red signal
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Again I try to pretend
Spitting again
I'm on the same page
But I'm living with friends
I've got a lot to give
I've had a lot received
I try to do my best
And keep up with the needs
Now i'm living my life
Never needed a knife
Bus pass in my pocket
And I'm going tonight
To find the right one
To help me settle down
Metaphorically i'm going
I'm never out of town
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Back again for number 3
None of you can handle me
2020 vision
And you've still got a lot to see
You know how it gets to me
Everyone has feelings
But now i have this girl
That I know that i'm keeping
Demons inside my brain
Negative thoughts that i can't obtain
14 hours on our phones were just going insane
Society is f*cked that's all our faults again
I express through aggression
Living life is an obsession
Year 8, 13, yeah living with depression
You made me leave school
Getting beat up on the bus
No doubt that i've grown
I've got my bro's that i can trust
We're facing the real world
Deep into reality
Likes on a photo
But Facebook's not for me
I wanna sing to crowds
And play so gently
Don't strive for money
No need for a Bentley
Writer: Josh Taylor
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid