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Samora Pinderhughes - Gatsby (feat. Jack DeBoe) Lyrics



Samora Pinderhughes - Gatsby (feat. Jack DeBoe) Lyrics




I built a castle out of dreams
And pretty scenes
Woke up and it was missing
It wasn't real
It wasn't real
I loved a woman
Who turned out to be
An ideal thing
I woke up and she was different
Oh well,
It wasn't real
It wasn't real

I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on living the same way

I dreamt of a future that's so far ahead
I dreamt of the past and I'd rather pretend
It isn't real
It can't be real
A version of self that erases the mirror
I change my appearance
And go out for dinner with people
That hurt to be noticed
And they talk just alike
And they argue for thrills
Yeah It's never too real

I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on preaching the same things

But, you didn't know me then
I wasn't nobody's friend
I wanted what all men want
To be in good company
To run around breaking things
And never think about fixing
Can't let it go now
Won't let it go

I been living the type of life I see in movies
It's not sustainable
I been practicing on a new accent
New stories
Might be more relatable
How did I end up with the same damn clothes on
Thought I was so individual
Went to the East
Made sure to take some pictures
You know it's all about the visuals
(Pretty Pretty thang)

I keep saying things I don't believe
I keep doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I keep slipping on my independence
But I keep on doing the same things
I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on living the same way
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I built a castle out of dreams
And pretty scenes
Woke up and it was missing
It wasn't real
It wasn't real
I loved a woman
Who turned out to be
An ideal thing
I woke up and she was different
Oh well,
It wasn't real
It wasn't real

I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on living the same way

I dreamt of a future that's so far ahead
I dreamt of the past and I'd rather pretend
It isn't real
It can't be real
A version of self that erases the mirror
I change my appearance
And go out for dinner with people
That hurt to be noticed
And they talk just alike
And they argue for thrills
Yeah It's never too real

I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on preaching the same things

But, you didn't know me then
I wasn't nobody's friend
I wanted what all men want
To be in good company
To run around breaking things
And never think about fixing
Can't let it go now
Won't let it go

I been living the type of life I see in movies
It's not sustainable
I been practicing on a new accent
New stories
Might be more relatable
How did I end up with the same damn clothes on
Thought I was so individual
Went to the East
Made sure to take some pictures
You know it's all about the visuals
(Pretty Pretty thang)

I keep saying things I don't believe
I keep doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I keep slipping on my independence
But I keep on doing the same things
I been saying things I don't believe
I been doin things that just ain't me
(Or is it me?)
I been knowing that this can't continue
But I keep on living the same way
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Writer: Samora Pinderhughes
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Samora Pinderhughes - Gatsby (feat. Jack DeBoe) Video
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Performed By: Samora Pinderhughes
Language: English
Length: 4:24
Written by: Samora Pinderhughes

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