Ain't Real One

[Pre-Chorus] In the glow of the night, where the real ones embark, Leaving trails of light, painting hope in the dark. In the silence, they're the pulse, the beat of the heart, They're the real ones, turning life into art. [Chorus] 'Cause the real ones, they bleed colors in the rain, Leave their mark on the world, heal the pain. It's the real ones who rise, again and again, Turn the darkness into light, make it all sane. [Verse ] In the shadows where the whispers softly talk, Where the real ones walk, they don't just talk. You ain't a real one if you don't leave your mark, On the streets where the night holds tight, Where the real ones fight, with all their might, You ain't a real one if you don't stand tall, If you don't help someone rise, help them not fall. (Chorus) 'Cause the real ones, they bleed colors in the rain, Leave their mark on the world, heal the pain. It's the real ones who rise, again and again, Turn the darkness into light, make it all sane. (Verse 2) On the streets where the night holds tight, Where the real ones fight, with all their might, You ain't a real one if you don't stand tall, If you don't help someone rise, help them not fall. [Verse 3] In the backstreets where the whispers fuel the folklore, Where the real ones tread, and the eagles soar, You ain't a real one if you don't leave a spark, If you don't turn the night into a masterpiece, a landmark. Where the concrete's cold and the stories unfold, Where the real ones shine, their tales untold, You ain't a real one if you don't stand your ground, If you don't echo hope, where it can't be found.