Look Alive lyrics

[Chorus: The Rocket Summer]
Stop the press, everything's a mess
You can look alive, but you are not at rest
And ideas are flowing through your head
A million miles an hour while lying in your bed
A lucid life you never thought you'd lead
Are you working everyday? Are you working just to bleed?
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know

[Verse 1: Witt Lowry]
Sometimes I don't want to wake up
'Cause dreams are what we're made of
And we live in a world where fake girls
Take fake drugs, make fake love
Damn, where's the real at?
Can't tell me you can't feel that
These layers that I peel back
Now tell me, is this real rap?
f*ck that, this is heart breakin'
How much can take this heart take?
You love something just so much
When it's gone you feel your heart ache
No, wait! I mean literally f*cking feel your heart ache
Glass full of vodka just to drown away a hard day
Damn, so we fell out of love
You see, you wanted him, and me, I wanted us
We would fight, and we would argue and the fighting got tough
Then when I make a line like that, they'd try to guess who it was
But, what if I told you these lines didn't mean sh*t?
Would you get the same feel from when you thought that it did?
Like when a girl comes and tells you that she wants to have kids
And then you f*cking realize she never gave two sh*ts

[Chorus: The Rocket Summer]
Stop the press, everything's a mess
You can look alive, but you are not at rest
And ideas are flowing through your head
A million miles an hour while lying in your bed
A lucid life you never thought you'd lead
Are you working everyday? Are you working just to bleed?
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know

[Verse 2: Witt Lowry]
Sometimes I try to act tough
The pain I feel is too much
And we live in a world where girls
Just need to hide behind their makeup
I ain't made of mils, these college bills
Are costin' more than I make, huh
So I lay in bed and ponder
When the f*ck these things will change up
What am I s'posed to do?
Get two jobs to make it work?
Well what's minimum wage?
Is eight-fifty all I'm worth?
Damn, well I guess that is status quo
So all the rich are getting' richer while the poor man stays poor
And sh*t, I ain't looking for material things
I want the love and the music and the fans that it brings
So what the f*ck you looking for, do you want the same thing?
Or is your mind set on nice cars and nice gold rings?
I try to bring things to light that have been locked in my mind
I put my heart out on a platter, you can take what you find
It's fine, you can take this song as me just b*tchin'
Or you can take this as a lesson, let your ears really listen, and listen
[Chorus: The Rocket Summer]
Stop the press, everything's a mess
You can look alive, but you are not at rest
And ideas are flowing through your head
A million miles an hour while lying in your bed
A lucid life you never thought you'd lead
Are you working everyday? Are you working just to bleed?
I know, I know, I know
I know, I know