It’s not real (Remix)
Dark 80s-inspired synth-pop with minimalist, hypnotic production. Tempo set at 125 BPM for a steady, driving pulse. Use vintage analog synthesizers for deep, pulsating basslines and sharp, rhythmic synth stabs. Incorporate atmospheric pads and eerie, spacious textures creating a cinematic, mysterious mood. Drums are electronic and precise—tight kicks, snappy snares, crisp hi-hats—maintaining a consistent dance groove. Female vocals are cool, slightly detached but emotionally expressive, delivered with a breathy, intimate tone. Apply subtle reverb and delay to create space and depth, with occasional vocal layering and gentle pitch modulation for an ethereal effect. The production balances clarity with an intentionally sparse arrangement, emphasizing tension and groove typical of mid-80s dark synth-pop.
It’s not real (Remix)
Dark 80s-inspired synth-pop with minimalist, hypnotic production. Tempo set at 125 BPM for a steady, driving pulse. Use vintage analog synthesizers for deep, pulsating basslines and sharp, rhythmic synth stabs. Incorporate atmospheric pads and eerie, spacious textures creating a cinematic, mysterious mood. Drums are electronic and precise—tight kicks, snappy snares, crisp hi-hats—maintaining a consistent dance groove. Female vocals are cool, slightly detached but emotionally expressive, delivered with a breathy, intimate tone. Apply subtle reverb and delay to create space and depth, with occasional vocal layering and gentle pitch modulation for an ethereal effect. The production balances clarity with an intentionally sparse arrangement, emphasizing tension and groove typical of mid-80s dark synth-pop.
Lyrics
— We plan and plan…
— But it all keeps slipping, doesn’t it?
We make lists, we draw the lines,
Save the fun for “another time.”
Keep our smiles locked away,
Waiting for some perfect day.
I’ve seen dreams dressed up in white,
Never lived to taste the light.
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — not like they show.
Life’s a blink, then you let it go.
You chase the stars, you miss the sky.
You plan forever — then wonder why.
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — not the way they said.
We live like we’re saving joy for the end.
So dance tonight, don’t disappear —
’Cause it’s not real, my dear… not real.
She had goals, he had a five-year map,
Now they’re names on a folded plaque.
Talked of peace, talked of rest —
But no one told them when to guess.
You’re here now — heart still loud.
Why live soft in a world this proud?
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — not like they show.
Life’s a blink, then you let it go.
You chase the stars, you miss the sky.
You plan forever — then wonder why.
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — not the way they said.
We live like we’re saving joy for the end.
So dance tonight, don’t disappear —
’Cause it’s not real, my dear… not real.
You book the trip, but miss the plane.
You packed your bags, but stayed the same.
Waiting’s not a safety net—
It’s just the prettiest regret.
🎤 You run, you grind, you climb, you stall…
The clock don’t care, it eats us all.
No one wins by standing still —
So love too much and break at will.
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — just a game they play.
Say you’ll live “tomorrow,” then fade away.
You chase the dream, forget to feel —
But nothing fake can make it real.
🎤 It’s not real, my dear — not the way it seems.
So kiss like it’s fire, cry in your jeans.
The moment’s loud, the end is near —
So hold it now… my dear… my dear…
— They never told us when.
— So why wait?