LORENNA CORRAL - What’s Real Anyway? (Official Video)

Lorenna Corral - What’s Real Anyway? (Official Video) Stream What’s Real Anyway? here: About: “What’s Real Anyway?“ Is about dissociation and love. Trauma causes a lot of internal issues such as depression, anxiety, lack of sense of self etc. In this song, dissociation (feeling disconnected from yourself or the world around you, detached from your body, or unreal etc.) creates a barrier between Lorenna and potential romantic partners. The real world is too painful and therefore creating an imaginary romance in her head is her coping mechanism to avoid any further pain. If fantasy feels just as good as reality then, “What’s Real Anyway?“ What’s Real Anyway? Song: Artist: Lorenna Corral Songwriter: Lorenna Corral Music Producer: Javi Cruces Additional Production: Alexander Williams Audio Mixing: Alexander Williams Mastering: Alexander Williams What’s Real Anywa?y Music Video: Director: Rodrigo Salazar DOP: Alex Soto First AD: Kenya Echeverria Second AD: Dulce Navarrete Producer: Ruben Perez Art Director: Pamela Matus Gaffer: Joaquin Lozano First AC: Andrea Saga Best Boy: Augustin Galvan Art Assist: Victoria Vallejo Make Up Artist: Jaqueline Acosta FOLLOW ME: Instagram: Facebook: Spotify: Youtube: Website: MY MUSIC: iTunes: Spotify: Apple Music: Soundcloud: Lyrics: Some call it puppetry, some call it poetry I call him the only friend that I know And he’s good to me Zeros and ones adding up, it’s all chemistry I’m the protagonist he swears he wants So I’ll never leave No I’ll never leave Tired, sick of desire Getting lost in the aisles Getting lost in the times I “could have“ Light up, drift and lie down I’m a pretty good liar Tell myself all the times I “could have“ Some call it selfish, but I call it therapy I know he’ll call when I script it out carefully Every line move his mouth with mine Static-y palms holding on while I’m glitching out Figments of my separation of my real self Pixelate as we lose our shape Tired, sick of desire Getting lost in the aisles Getting lost in the times I “could have“ Light up, drift and lie down I’m a pretty good liar Tell myself all the times I “could have“ My love he used to be real My love he used to be real My love he used to be real To be real, To be real What’s real anyway? What’s real anyway? What’s real anyway? What’s real anyway? Some call it puppetry, some call it poetry I call him the only friend that I know And he’s good to me Oh he’s good to me What’s real anyway?