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Real House

by Nicotine Dolls

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about

Being in love with someone and being able to be with them are obvious and brutal dichotomies. This song came about when I found myself in a false reality between me and an ex-partner. We had tried to make things work in a real way. We were together for a few years and things fell apart. After that, we would find our way back to each other and in those times, embraced a fantasy about what could be. It was a place where our issues didn’t exist or didn’t matter. We created vignettes of perfect afternoons watching tv on the couch. Then inevitably one of us would go home and the facade would break and it would hurt.

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We were playing house
Till the rent went up
And they said move out
I don’t want to do that now
I like the lines in the script we wrote
Especially the ones un-spoke
Where we just lock eyes

You say the shows getting bad
All of the tv sets make you sad
I don’t want to be
I don’t want to be
The reason for that

You gotta move
To a real house with real walls
A normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head’s on the chest of someone you adore
But I’m gonna stay
In the good dream in the last scene
Where you told me the coffees done
Nobody moves watch trash tv till somebody calls cut

This how it plays out
Every other night on a weekday
Begin to watch a movie around 8
Got to bed and fade to the next day
Then all lights go out
And all of the audience cheers
You turn away and walk out of here
I remembered we’re pretending to feel

Between the start and stop is just a fiction
I think I like the lie like an addiction
That’s why I didn’t cry when the credits were run

I know that you gotta move
To a real house with real walls
A normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head’s on the chest of someone you adore
But I’m gonna stay
In the good dream in the last scene
Where you told me the coffees done
Nobody moves watch trash tv till somebody yells oh

A rerun is fine when your in it
Until you know you how it ended
Then it’s just waiting for the screen to go black
Oh a rerun when your in it
If you stop just before the last minute
And you start it again
Can can we start it again
I, I don’t think I can handle losing my best friend

You say the shows getting bad
All of the tv sets make you sad
I don’t want to be
I don’t want to be
The reason for that

You gotta move
To a real house with real walls
A normal couch where your feet touch the floor
Your head’s on the chest of someone you adore
But I’m gonna stay
In the good dream in the last scene
Where you told me the coffees done
Nobody moves watch trash tv
And start again
Nobody moves watch trash tv
And start again
Nobody moves watch trash tv till someone yells cut

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released October 20, 2023

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Nicotine Dolls New York, New York

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