Nothing Is Real

Some days are all Mondays,
Sort of time on ice
It seems like
jet planes on snowed in runways
under clear blue skies.
Who needs it?

Money goes to money in a figure eight around me
Money,
Who´s gonna love me if I liquidate and drown me?

Nothing is real but the girl,
Nothing is real but me,
Nothing is real but the girl,
Nothing is real but me

Wind down,
Put your mind down like your missing school,
I You´ll teach her to find out while your dying in your living room how much you need me

Nothing is real but the girl,
Nothing is real but me,
Nothing is real but the girl,
Nothing is real but me
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