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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Peter Morén
Peter Morén
Vocals
Leo Svensson Sander
Leo Svensson Sander
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Peter Morén
Peter Morén
String Arranger
Leo Svensson Sander
Leo Svensson Sander
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Peter Morén
Peter Morén
Producer
Tobias Fröberg
Tobias Fröberg
Co-Producer
Daniel Värjö
Daniel Värjö
Co-Producer
Matt Azzarto
Matt Azzarto
Mixing Engineer
Håkan Åkesson
Håkan Åkesson
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

You seem to be terrified 'Cause you don't know what to do Make out of someone like me It's not just my bank account There are several parts that Don't fit your scene, Too big, too small, Too in between, too real I took the bus to town 'Cause i couldn't stand to spend The night with them There's no worse humiliation, Than to be discriminated by them when They're unworthy of you They don't know the things you do, They win because they're dull The guy who slept over me Couldn't keep his hands away From his tiny friend It was a bumpy ride, I couldn't get a minutes sleep I thought it'd never end I don't pretend I took the bus to town again Next morning the bus back home Full of hormones, spots and Pringles and a porno flick I was so horrified, little Soldiers harassing any woman They would scream They would kick I learned to hate them And I'm still terrified by the Sight of confused teens Who don't know how to react 'Cause no one told them, Taught them it's ok to be real For real, a legal feeling Captured on this reel to real Who wants to be real? Not really Who wants to be real? Don't scare me so Who wants to be real? Completely? Who wants to be real? Nobody I know
Writer(s): Peter Moren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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