Looks Like The Real Thing Lyrics - Gatsby's American Dream

I can tell you're lying, cuts through my belly 

Let the dull colors spill right down to my shoes 

And the children gather 'round to lap it up 

And the children gather 'round, 'round, 'round, 'round 

I am empty, others are overfilled on what I've given up 

I can tell you're lying, to them it's Technicolor 

I can tell you're lying, cuts through my belly 

Lies this deck is stacked with lies 

No one knows the difference 

So what's the difference? 

You see we all walk on a string 

If I bounce you, bounce two 

Bounce three, bounce 

Bounce four, bounce, five 

It's all connected 

The sun carries the hanging moon from its shoulders 

It says,"If I don't shine, then you don't shine" 

And if I fail, you succeed what does it mean? 

What does it mean? What does it mean? 

Their eyes are sunken, come on, look at them 

These kids have needs, we balance on a string 

When it's all over maybe then, then you'll see 

You're blinded by your greed, are you blinded? 

Are you blinded? I