Pinocchio Story (Freestyle Live From Singapore)

Wise men say, wise men say Wise men say "You'll never figure out real love Never figure out real love You'll never figure out real love" It's so crazy, crazy, crazy I got everything figured out But for some reason I can never find what real love is about No doubt Everything in the world figured out But I can never seem to find what love was about Do you think I sacrifice real life For all the fame, like flashing lights? Do you think I sacrifice, a real life For all the fame, and flashing lights? There is no Gucci I can buy There is no Louis Vuitton to put on There is no YSL that they could sell To get my heart out of this Hell And my mind out of this jail There is no clothes that I could buy That could turn back a time There is no vacation spot I could fly That could bring back a piece of real life Real life, what does it feel like? I ask you tonight, I ask you tonight What does it feel like, I ask you tonight To live a real life I just want to be a real boy They always say: "Kanye, he keeps it real, boy" Pinocchio's story is: "I just want to be a real boy" Pinocchio's story goes to be a real boy It's funny, Pinocchio lied and that's what kept him from it I tell the truth and I keep running It's like I'm looking for something out there trying to find something I turn on the TV and see me, and see nothing What does it feel like to live real life? To be real? Not some persona on TV that no one can really feel Do you really have the stamina? For everybody that sees you, they say: "Where's my camera?" For everybody that sees you, they say: "Sign the autograph" For everybody that sees you crying and says: "You ought to laugh You ought to laugh" I just want to be a real boy Pinocchio's story goes: "I just want to be a real boy" Pinocchio's story goes... And there is no Geppetto, to guide me, no one right beside me The only one was behind me I can't find her no more, I can't find her no more, I can't The only one that come out on the tour and stays Back when I was living at home and this was all a big dream And the fame will be got caught and the day I moved to L.A. Maybe that was all my fault, all my fault to be a real boy Chasing the American Dream Chasing everything we see Up on the TV screen I went out, the Benz was left and the clothes was left And the hoes was left, you talk the hoes to death You spend the money to death, you spend the doughs to death And tell me what is left for a real boy? They say: "Kanye you keep it too real, boy" Perspective, and wise men say: "One day, you'll find your way" The wise men say: "You'll find your way" The wise men say: "You'll find your way" The wise men say...