Too Real
Too Real

Fontaines D.C. - Too Real Lyrics

If existential crises were set to roaring guitars and Dublin street grit, you'd end up with this gem. Fontaines D.C. delivers a brooding anthem on the conflicts of youth and ambition. The lyric "I'm about to make a lot of money" feels like a skeptical nod to… Read more

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Too Real Lyrics

Ahhh

None can pull the passion loose from youths ungrateful hands
As it stands, I'm about to make a lot of money
Gold harps in the pan
None can revolution lead with selfish needs aside
As I cried, I'm about to make a lot of money
Gold harps on the side

Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real?

The winter evening settles down
The bruised & beat up open sky, six o'clock
The city in its final dress
And now a gusty shower wraps the grimy scraps
Of withered leaves all about your feet
And then the wringing of a twitching hand
Six o'clock, six o'clock

Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?

None can pull the passion loose from youths ungrateful hands
As it stands, I'm about to make a lot of money
Gold harps in the pan
None can revolution lead with selfish needs aside
As I climb, I'm about to make a lot of money
Goes around & around & around
Oh ye boya

Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?
Is it too real for ya?

Writer(s): Grian Chatten, Tom Coll, Conor Curley, Carlos O'Connell, Conor Deegan III
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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What is the Meaning of Too Real?

If existential crises were set to roaring guitars and Dublin street grit, you'd end up with this gem. Fontaines D.C. delivers a brooding anthem on the conflicts of youth and ambition. The lyric "I'm about to make a lot of money" feels like a skeptical nod to success that's dripping with irony. Juxtapose that with ghostly scenes of a grimy cityscape at six o'clock, and you’ll find yourself amidst a poetic tug-of-war: authenticity versus materialism. At its core, this track shouts, "Is the harsh reality of making it big just too real for ya?" The haunting echoes are enough to make you wonder if achieving dreams is worth shaking hands with compromise.

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