[Verse 1]
 Yeah, once upon a time not long ago,
 My grandmother told me one day I’d change
 I felt like she [bad word] down on me
 So I told her no, I’d be the same
 Not knowing she was only trying to help
 Motivate me to excel and climb
 I was thinking she was the one trapped
 While I was stuck in the cage of my mind
 Man if I would’ve known what I know now
 I would have brought my head down out of that cloud
 Told her thank you and that I loved her
 But I was too cool and too [bad word] proud
 What a fool I was in fact
 I’ve changed so much, now looking back
 I wish somebody I thought was cool
 Was cool as she was when she told me that

[Hook]
 I see you, the real you
 Trying to cover up what’s inside of you
 But everything you do, is make believe
 Yeah you’re hot, but you’re too cool
 I see you!
 I see you!
 I see you!

[Verse 2]
 Baby girl don’t know much about
 What it would take to [bad word] a star
 Hollywood is so far fetched
 Too long of a drive in an old car
 Work every day but you barely eat
 Going over lines from a script you read
 Your boyfriend said it’s a silly dream
 But how can you dream when you never sleep
 You’re looking in the mirror and you’re picturing a light show
 glimpse in the lens of a camera
 Behind the scenes of life as a tightrope
 Yea you walk a thin line
 But a thin line is all you need
 thin line in an Indy movie
 Just a break for somebody to see the
 Talent inside, the ballad of a diary you write
 The by and by is just another day for a normal girl
 But for you it’s another day that you tried
 Aside from the fact that you ride in the back of a bus
 Sometimes cause your car won’t work
 Well maybe you should take that bus to L.A.
 And put your dreams first because…

[Hook]
 I see you, the real you
 Trying to cover up what’s inside of you
 But everything you do, is make believe
 Yeah you’re hot, but you’re too cool
 I see you!
 I see you!
 I see you!

[Verse 3]
 Black and white, everything is black and white
 Broke down, simple and plain
 Most of us lost with a curious brain
 Curiosity is looked at as strange
 Stuck in a lane, but you [bad word]  While you look at another passing train
 Wondering how, where’s it going?
 Wishing you were inside, packed and rolling
 To another place, but your time is chosen
 To live low key, ‘cause your dream is stolen
 They don’t understand, they believe in loathing
 Lounging, loafing, waiting, hoping
 Homie if the grass is greener
 Look, the gate is open
 You’re waiting for God to release the ocean
 Sitting on the beach two feet from floating
 But I see you..

[Hook]
 I see you, the real you
 Trying to cover up what’s inside of you
 But everything you do, is make believe
 Yeah you’re hot, but you’re too cool
 I see you!
 I see you!
 I see you!