This Is Not Surreal

A revolutionary for the one you love
He was the frog and you were the dove
With your broken body and your broken heart
One must always suffer for the sake of their art

"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality and it's left me for dead"
"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality, till my very last breath”

Swimming in the sorrow that you tried to drown
A traitor in your own mind and you can't get him out
Haunting every portrait of your saddest face
Your muse is a painting that cannot be erased

"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality and it's left me for dead"
"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality, till my very last breath"

"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality and it's left me for dead"
"This is not surreal," you said
"This is my reality, till my very last breath"