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