Oh, the real life The real life And this is celebrated suicide Oh, let daggers fall I know not I know not what I want Prescribe me The color to my reflection I burn in I burn in your politics Behind let them whisper their invitations (Let hate define you) Oh, there ain't nothing like the real life There ain't nothing like the beat of your heart And this is celebrated suicide Oh, let daggers fall I know nothing of the sorrow I know nothing of the hate you speak I find solace in the shadows I find solace in disgrace No choice to make When there's a conscience killer with a gun in your face Oh, there ain't nothing like the real life There ain't nothing like the beat of your heart And this is celebrated suicide Oh, let daggers fall Breathe a little fire inside your mind When there's a caution in your eyes Let a little life run down your spine Tonight we fly ♪ All this I know Is nothing like the real thing All this I know Is nothing like the real thing (Nothing like the real life) (Nothing like the beat of your heart) (Nothing like the real life) (Nothing like the beat of your heart) Oh, there ain't nothing like the real life There ain't nothing like the beat of your heart And this is celebrated suicide Oh, let daggers fall