Realistes

Who needs the seal of the mainstream?
Don't believe the blank generation
What we stood for, please remember
The violent pose of the fake paper tigers
(ah, he's a realist)
There's times I wished I were a fighting man
You're responsible for everything you do
Say hold on, I'll be coming back
(ah, to be a realist)
Reinforce ideals of integrity
Respect yourself, have self-esteem
In a system that denies you this
(feel like a realist)
I climb the ladder, I will touch the sky
Live inside her, I will never cry
We practice our pose to give up the world
(ah, to be a realist)
The difference ain't who's rich and who's poor
But who's in love, who ain't, and who ain't no more
Shops closing, people going home
(ah, to be a realist)
How we're never feeling light and free
We let ourselves be shot down daily
This is hopeful, this is grateful
(because we are realists)
I climb the ladder, I will touch the sky
Live inside her, I will never cry
We practice our pose to give up the world
(we fall like a realist)
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The punch of guitars
Failed ?, romantic ?
Don't you let go, don't feel alone
(you're the realists)
This is my prayer, this is my prayer
This is my, this is my prayer:
Lift me up, you realists!