Nothing Gets You Real
Nothing gets you real
Searching in your heart
Sorrow lets you feel
No one gets this part
Nothing gets you real
The scene is dying now
And you are taking shape
Very closely now
Nothing gets you real
Nothing takes
Something is revealed
Slashing at your arm
Something you can feel
Sounding the alarm
Nothing gets you real
With the thoughts and thinking
With the clothes I wear
It's a costume and I still walk upright
Tongue tied, Uptight
But nothing gets you real
Nothing gets you real
Drumming in your heart at stones
Nothing gets you real
Searching in your heart
Sorrow let's you feel
No one gets this part
Nothing gets you real
Autor(es): Robert E. Jr. Pollard
