Scrolling through a dead feed,
nothing really feels that r 3 a l ,
Tiny little pop-up things keep
telling me how to feel.
Everybody talking, all that
chatter sounds so fake,
You’re the only glitch in here
that I know is not staged.
Take me off the algorithm
let’s run on instinct and sun,
(Stay, stay, stay, see the light of day)
(Now or never, free…)
We’ll ride this beat like comets
till the morning comes, You the one
(Stay, stay, stay, fade away to gray)
Anytime I feel like you.
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – say it like you mean it,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – like a mantra on repeat,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – let it
echo through the ceiling,
In this make-believe world,
you’re the only thing that’s
r 3 a l~~
Caught between the news
headlines and neon signs outside,
They say the world is ending
I say let’s go for a ride.
My friends talk 'bout black holes and taxes,
but you make time stop,
You ghost me like a spaceship,
then return with a bop.
Take me off the algorithm
let’s run on instinct and sun,
(God knows all concrete is all the same to us)
We’ll ride this beat like comets
till the morning comes, on and on,
(The only reality I need is
when you say my name.)
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – say it like you mean it,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – like a mantra on repeat,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – let it echo
through the ceiling,
In this make-believe world,
you’re the only thing that’s r 3 a l.
r 3 a l , I do do that (I hum ’bout the light)
r 3 a l, I do do that (I hum, it’s hip hop)
r 3 a l, I do do that (I hum, then straight pop)
Ain’t nobody did this real,
do do do do do do do do do r 3 a l
Chorus 3
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – say it like you mean it,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – like a mantra on repeat,
r 3 a l , r 3 a l , r 3 a l – let it echo through the ceiling,
In this make-believe world,
you’re the only thing that’s
r 3 a l~~
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source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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