unReal / forReal

We saw a line, so we got in

Without knowing what was going on

Saturday in Chinatown

The street moves by

But you and I

Are perfectly still

And still

I feel

This little nagging thing

Like there's somewhere I should be

Like there's something wrong with everybody else but me

There's something in the air

I guess it's the pollution

I guess it's the vaccine

I guess there doesn't have to be a reason

(I guess it's the new algorithm)

I guess I'll see you later

It's up to your discretion, I guess

I guess it was a fluke

They're working on the system

We'd be so fucked if this was real

But I'm not really planning to stick around here

None of this counts

In a couple years

I'm gonna start my life for real

For real

Mmmmm

There's something in the way

She moves

And now I can't remember

Something I'm supposed to do

Something just broke

It's like somebody died

(I'll remember it forever)

That's just just something people say

Real people

We'd be so fucked if this was real

But I'm not really planning to stick around here

None of this counts

In a couple years

I'm gonna start my life for real

Mmmmm

Then it's all over