Bullshit dinners and the free champagne, Men in suits who think they know it all
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No one knows me but they know my name, That's not real to me
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Hotel lobby to the airoplane, Another country but they start to look the same
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Watch the world behind a window pane, That's not real to me
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When i see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
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I raise my family and live in peace, Now thats what's real to me
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Real to me.
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Dying flowers in a dressing room,
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A dangerous time to let your head make up its own mind
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Got me thinking that the spirits flown,
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That's not real to me
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When i see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
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I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
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Picnics in the garden and the children they can play,
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The first day of the summer and i'll laze here all the day
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We'll invite the family round and drink some english tea,
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Then i raise up my finger and watch football on t.v
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When i see my babies run, When all the madness has been and gone
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I raise my family and live in peace, Now that's what's real to me
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That's what's real to me
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Wake up you might be dreaming, Wake up you might be dreaming now
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Real To Me
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Brian McFadden |