Driving all alone on a backwood road at night
Feeling all the stars in the car with us all this time
Talking ideology all the shit that blows our minds
Is it real? That’s the way it feels
Real, real, real, real, that’s the way it feels
I’ve got my, open eye
Screaming, touch me, don’t be shy
Feeling I’ve got my beats in style
Feel it up, up, up, see my point? I’m feeling
Followed by the cops but they just drove on by
He said, how I wish that we were like Bonnie and Clyde
Settle for the risk of a kiss it’s about damn time
Are you real? That’s the way it feels
Real, real, real, real, that’s the way it feels
I’ve got my, open eye
Screaming, touch me, don’t be shy
Feeling I’ve got my beats in style
Feel it up, up, up, see my point? I’m feeling
Was it real? That’s the way it feels
Real, real, real, real, that’s the way it feels