Laura Jane Grace & the Devouring Mothers - Reality Bites Lyrics
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Reality Bites
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What Are The Lyrics For Reality Bites By Laura Jane Grace & the Devouring Mothers?
Please, say something
Your stutter gives me calm I know there's no rush to get there They get you wrong It really turns me on I have no patience for them You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so real) Your lazy eye Lets you hold them in your stare You can catch and release them What does it say Of someone who does not care They can't see the advantage You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so real) No one wants to be themselves They all want to be someone else You didn't try to get there Incongruous, it says something But, no one's ever listening They kill themselves just to Get there, get there, get there, get there You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so) You (you) are so real (you are so real) Yeah, you (you) are so real (you are so) Yeah, you (you) are so real (you are so) Yeah, you (you) are so real (you are so real) |
Who Wrote Reality Bites By Laura Jane Grace & the Devouring Mothers?
Adam David Willard, Marc Jacob Hudson, Sabrina Courtney Ellis, Laura Jane Grace
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What's The Duration Of The Reality Bites By Laura Jane Grace & the Devouring Mothers?The duration of Reality Bites is 2:11 minutes and seconds. |
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