Post Malone – Something Real

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 Give  me something I can feel, light a cigarette just so I can breathe
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 Give  me something, something real, seven hundred feet off the coast of Greece
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 Give  me something I can feel, no reservation, pull up twenty deep
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 Give  me something, something real, I would trade it all just to be at  peace

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    Stop, it gets too hot, this is  over- load
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It don't matter what car is sitting outside, it's a  lonely  road
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It's a double-edged sword, cutting off ties with the  ones I  know
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So tell me how the fuck am I still alive, it's a mira-  cle

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   And I can't believe we threw up here in Louis V,   it’s what I  need right now
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   It's just my need, at the gates of hell, no VIP,   everybody  waits in line

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So give  me something I can feel, some 20 S and 50 Vs
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 Give  me something, something real, I was in my B sipping burgundy
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 Give  me something I can feel, Prada on my dick, Prada on my sleeves
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 Give  me something, something real, I could play that pussy like it's Für Elise

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    I got real habits, I'm a snowmobile addict, teal Patek, steel when I feel Patek
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   Throw a mil at it, problem throw a bill at it, still at it, sign another deal at it
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   And I can't believe everybody gets to drink for free,   so give me  one more round
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   No cover fee, any gates of hell, no VIP,   everybody  waits in line

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So give  me something I can feel, light a cigarette just so I can breathe
|G   -    Em         D        |Bm                                        |
 Give  me something, something real, how much psilocybin can a human eat?
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 Give  me something I can feel, whiskey, love, and bud just to fall asleep
|G   -    Em         D        |Bm                                              |
 Give  me something, something real, and it's what I want, it ain't what I need

|G   -    Em        D    |Bm                                            |
 Give  me something I can feel, got everything, guess I'm hard to please
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 Give  me something, something real, I would trade my life just to be at peace
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 Give  me something I can feel, give  me something, something real