Kredity

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Make Believe Love
Make Believe Love
Performer
Lucas Berman
Lucas Berman
Drums
Louie Diller
Louie Diller
Background Vocals
Sam Stewart
Sam Stewart
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucas Berman
Lucas Berman
Songwriter
Louie Diller
Louie Diller
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Louie Diller
Louie Diller
Producer

Texty

One, two, three, four
Bored stiff on a Sunday, ain't got nothin' to do
Killing time all the time, that ain't nothing new
I never picked up Tim Gunn's guide to style
Kim Kardashian's drama ain't worth my while
D-d-d-d-d-d-doctor Drew, what can I do
I gotta bite my lip and see it through
Ryan Seacrest, please clean up my mess
Cause I, I, I, I must have you
If only we could be on reality TV
Well maybe then you'd see
That you're the one, the only one for me
For me, me, me, me, me, for me
I've journeyed from The Hills to the Jersey Shore
Met the Shahs of Sunset and the Girls Next Door
Lost my apprenticeship to Donald J
When he screamed "You're fired!" it made my day
What do you say
D-d-d-d-d-doctor Drew, what can I do
I gotta bite my lip and see it through
Ryan Seacrest, please clean up my mess
Cause I, I, I, I must have you
If only we could be on reality TV
Well maybe then you'd see
That you're the one, the only one for me
For me, me, me, me, me, for me
High crimes and treason
They're really hot this season
Abandon logic and reason
Unleash your inner demons
And when the truth is perception
It's the coming of another Great Depression
Well, if only we could be on reality TV
Maybe then you'd see, baby
That you're the one, the only one
If only we could be on reality TV
Maybe then you'd see
That you're the one, the only one for me
For me, me, me, me, me, for me
Written by: Louie Diller, Lucas Berman
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