Is This Really Real?
When I first met you I swear the whole world stopped
I looked at you like i found the perfect gift at a gift shop
I looked at you the same way i look at soda pop
when i’m thirsty
the thirst,the thirst is real
i want to go take you out for a meal
take you out for a cruise in my automobile
and forget
forget, i forgot what i was gonna say
my mind starts racing, start getting nervous like this my first play
then you say “hi ’and look me in the eye but then look away
cause you felt it
felt it, i feel like we should be together
for four months we text other
and now i constantly ask myself if whether
it was all worth it
worth, was it worth all that time
imagining you’d finally be mine
but then you committed the ultimate crime
you got back with him
back with him, you turned your back on me
after all the late night chats when we both fell asleep at three
after all the sacrifices i made for ‘free’
cause i thought i had a chance
chance, was this a chance encounter or was it all real
cause if this was all fake then why am i in my feels
why do i feel like shaquille o’neal
knowing i can’t make that free throw
free throw, i feel like we could’ve made it
but i might as well have taken a chance in vegas
of nasa discovering an alien spaceship
cause now i can’t tell what's fake
fake, now i have to fake a smile
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