The Last of the Real Ones (Milk N Cooks Remix) [feat. Princess Nokia]

I was just an only child of the universe
And then I found you, and then I found you
You are the sun, and I am just the planets
Spinning around you, spinning around you

You were too good to be true
Gold-plated, but what's inside you?
But what's inside you?
I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you
But not as much as I do, as much as I do, yeah

'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kinda love you never walk away from

You're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kinda love you never walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones

I am a collapsing star with tunnel vision
But only for you, but only for you
My head is stripped just like a screw that's been tightened too many times
When I think of you, when I think of you

I will shield you from the waves if they find you
I will protect you, I will protect you
Just tell me, tell me, tell me, I
I am the only one
Even if it's not true
Even if it's not true, yeah

'Cause you're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kinda love you never walk away from

You're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kinda love you never walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones

Like a witch on the new moon
I conjure to see you soon
With my mind or without brew
I could sing the sweetest tune

The sun, the stars, the moon are full
Oh my God, you're beautiful
I fell to life, Earth hear my cries
There's stars in my eyes, and there's you by my side

You're the last of a dying breed
Write our names in the wet concrete
I wonder if your therapist knows everything about me
I'm here in search of your glory
There's been a million before me
That ultra-kind of love you never walk away from
You're just the last of the real ones