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Seth Anthony ft. Hard Target - Real Life (Official Music Video)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Seth Anthony
Seth Anthony
Performer
Ryini Beats
Ryini Beats
Performer
James Woods
James Woods
Performer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Performer
Seth Pusieko
Seth Pusieko
Performer
Ryan Fleming
Ryan Fleming
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Seth Pusieko
Seth Pusieko
Songwriter
Ryan Fleming
Ryan Fleming
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryini Beats
Ryini Beats
Producer
James Woods
James Woods
Mixing Engineer
Mike Tucci
Mike Tucci
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

This whiskey here ain't strong enough for me So much pressure I can barely breathe My demons branded me like a headstone Mama ain't here no more to pray for me I'm surrounded by hate, fake, fame and greed That dark days always seem to find a way I've been dealing with pain, but keep a smile on my face When nothing goes right Then I take a left Down this old road of lonely With this whiskey breath I drink all night and wake up depressed Try to be a better father, put this bottle to rest I keep on going cause that's all I know Turnin' off every emotion. I'm in airplane mode I keep my past in the rear view With my middle finger up, screaming FUCK YOU! I'm broke down, tore into pieces Black clouds raining on me again I can't get away! Trying to get all the time I lost I can't get back 1 foot in, the other outside the door I can't make a mistake This is real life today This is real life today But I feel like I'm living on the edge of The motherfucking truth that I can't let go Down that road that I've been so long Mama know I'm wrong Daddy still gone. No one gives a fuck It's the same old song I can feel it in my head, I've been dead wrong Put away the bottle, then I come right home Saying that I'm done But the sad truth? I know I'm not Then I take another shot to the dome I've been through hell and I love it Trying to rise above it Take a look inside the mirror, can't help but be disgusted I'm gone Shit go wrong, I point the fingers at the other side Can't help but wonder why? I'm afraid I'll run and hide Funny how I sit there And pretend everything's going to be okay I'll pray to the lord, he going to lead my way I'm done with the drink till I see my grave But, I know that I'm not. Feeling it in my soul I'mma rot See it when I'm toasting a shot I'm cold and inside, pretending that I'm woke And, I'm not See it when I'm closing my eyes close my eyes And I don't understand why you put up with me I could rock the boat so much until it fucking sinks I'm broke down till I wanna up and leave But end up getting drunk And then I cause another scene and I'm gone I'm broke down, tore into pieces Black clouds raining on me again I can't get away Trying to get all the time I lost I can't give back. 1 foot in, the other outside the door I can't make a mistake This is real life today
Writer(s): Seth Pusieko, Ryan Fleming Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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