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 was just Horny then You was 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 Feeling 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
[Hook]
Yeah, can we be real for one minute? Say how we feel for one minute? Tired of hiding Gundeli Say what is real, say what is real, yeah