Texty

Where is the purpose in your life? Where is the truth? Do you remember your hopes, your dreams? They are no longer your own This day is for loving your own life Don't let this world capture your heart Your passion lost to a thousand themes Surrendered to the screen This is not a story This is not a book, this is your life And this is not a play Some TV show you've seen This is real life You know that This is your, this is your life This is your, this is your life You act like a child Playing games now Play and pretend the art of disguise Alone and lost in your lies This is not a story This is not a book, this is your life And this is not a play Some TV show you've seen This is real life You know that This is your, this is your life This is real, this is real life There's no rehearsal No second chance No false start No better Circumstance No This is not a story This is not a book, this is your life And this is not a play Some TV show you've seen This is real life You know that This is your, this is your life This is real, this is your life This is your life, this is your life This is your life, this is your life
Writer(s): Sara Dorothy Herbert, Roger Frank Swallow, Caroline Buckley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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