Let's Be Real
Can we be real for one minute?
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
Lets be real for a minute, shut up, put a fork in it
Let me speak, put a cork in it, alone like an orphanage
Felt like it was time to forfeit it, it was torture the more shit
I was torn between forcing it or letting go and aborting it
According to how the story went, you were not in love, you were just horny then
You were used to the Idea of recording it
Watching yourself get off when I had you against the couch, bent over it
Smacking your ass, grabbing your neck and choking it
Hoping it just made you addicted to what the dick did
Filling up the Fallopian but my soul isn't in it
I feel like it's just the lust, the only chemistry between us was when we fucked
That's all there really was between the inner arguments
And all the quiet nights had some kinda violence
From the looks of it I guess that lust was not enough
So leaving only seems right cause everything was wrong with us, I give up
Can we be real for one minute?
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
There was a time when we looked in each others eyes and
A connection happened, we tied and
Sparks everywhere, lightning, darts everywhere, Cupid is flying
Music, the volume is turned up like I am
Eyes rejected, our soul's connected
It felt so strong, the force was a Star Wars, epi-
Sode my heartbeat and my neck, watch my neck explode in a special epic mo-
Tive, remember the times we used to go the movies
In Arlington Heights and always sat in those two seats
Ordered a pizza, the wine was a must do
We laughed and held each other to the movie was done through
You had the smile of an Angel but drove that range over
My heart and now it's game over
And still I love you the same way I did when I fell for you
I'm beef walking back from hell for you
Can we be real for one minute?
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
Lets be real for a minute, shut up, put a fork in it
Let me speak, put a cork in it, alone like an orphanage
Felt like it was time to forfeit it, it was torture the more shit
I was torn between forcing it or letting go and aborting it
According to how the story went, you were not in love, you were just horny then
You were used to the Idea of recording it
Watching yourself get off when I had you against the couch, bent over it
Smacking your ass, grabbing your neck and choking it
Hoping it just made you addicted to what the dick did
Filling up the Fallopian but my soul isn't in it
I feel like it's just the lust, the only chemistry between us was when we fucked
That's all there really was between the inner arguments
And all the quiet nights had some kinda violence
From the looks of it I guess that lust was not enough
So leaving only seems right cause everything was wrong with us, I give up
Can we be real for one minute?
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
There was a time when we looked in each others eyes and
A connection happened, we tied and
Sparks everywhere, lightning, darts everywhere, Cupid is flying
Music, the volume is turned up like I am
Eyes rejected, our soul's connected
It felt so strong, the force was a Star Wars, epi-
Sode my heartbeat and my neck, watch my neck explode in a special epic mo-
Tive, remember the times we used to go the movies
In Arlington Heights and always sat in those two seats
Ordered a pizza, the wine was a must do
We laughed and held each other to the movie was done through
You had the smile of an Angel but drove that range over
My heart and now it's game over
And still I love you the same way I did when I fell for you
I'm beef walking back from hell for you
Can we be real for one minute?
Say how we feel for one minute?
Tired of hiding concealed, ay
Say what is real, say how you feel, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Maniatakis
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