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SEXY BITCHES TOUR
- [Verse One]
- Backstage hum like a fridge full of nerves
- I don't correct it, I just let it occur
- They call it a tour, I call it a blur
- Of names I forget and rooms I disturb
- Mirror in dressing room don't look like me
- It looks like a version I trained it to be
- I nod at my face like we're both in agreement
- Then step out the door like I've already been it
- Fans in the corridor chant like a tide
- I don't feel pride, I just classify time
- Every handshake feels pre written lines
- Every smile I give is a borrowed design
- They scream "Alfie" like it means something pure
- I act like I know what they're cheering for
- And somewhere between ego and routine
- I stop noticing where I end or I've been
- [Chorus]
- Champagne stains on a borrowed emotion
- Smiles like ads for a life in slow motion
- Everybody here but I'm not included
- Just hosted inside what I've polluted
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- Ringing' in my head, you know?
- Lights too low, you know?
- Sexy Bitches Tour, that's what they call it, you know?
- I'm scared deep down but can't show it, you know?
- [Verse Two]
- "SEXY BITCHES TOUR" on the laminated pass
- Feels like a joke that nobody laughs at
- I don't even question how it got there
- I just wear it like I was always that man
- Hotel ceiling lookin' like the static sky
- I stare at it long enough I forget why
- I came here, or what I was chasing before
- Now I just move whenever the schedule calls
- They tell me I'm winning, I don't feel it at all
- Just louder rooms and I guess a stronger fall
- Every city blends into one long ass face
- That claps for me but can't say my fucking name
- I sign things I don't read, wave without meaning
- My life feels edited while I'm still breathing
- I joke with my team like I'm in control
- But I've never felt further from whole
- I used to think fame meant being seen
- Now it feels like being permanently between
- A person I was and a role I perform
- Like I was shaped for applause in a storm
- "SEXY BITHCES TOUR" on the merch table stack
- I laugh at that shit once, then don't take it back
- It doesn't feel real, it just exists
- Like a label I wear but never resist
- And I can't tell if I'm proud or just stuck
- Like I built a life that runs on luck
- But I keep going 'cos stopping feels worse
- Than living inside something rehearsed
- [Chorus]
- I don't feel real when the lights go low
- Just a voice in a room that I don't control
- I keep talkin' like I know where I'm goin'
- But I don't even know what I'm showin'
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- Ringing' in my head, you know?
- Lights too low, you know?
- Sexy Bitches Tour, that's what they call it, you know?
- I'm scared deep down but can't show it, you know?
- [Verse 3]
- Some nights I sit with the TV off
- And hear what's left when the noise drops off
- It's not silence, it's something worse
- It's the feeling I built from the curse
- Of always performing, always being "on"
- Even when nobody's watchin' at dawn
- I don't know if I'm real or a habit now
- A pattern that learned how to talk somehow
- Call it success
- Call it delay
- Like I'm further from me
- Every stupid fuckin' day
- And the "SEXY BITCHES TOUR" just sits in the air
- Like a joke that forgot I was there
- [Chorus]
- You know?
- You know?
- You know?
- You know?
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- Ringing' in my head, you know?
- Lights too low, you know?
- Sexy Bitches Tour, that's what they call it, you know?
- I'm scared deep down but can't show it, you know?
- [Verse Four]
- If I drop the act, would anything stay?
- Or would it all fade the same way?
- I built this loud so I wouldn't feel small
- Now I don't feel anything at all.
- If I drop the act, would anything stay?
- Would I still feel this way?
- Would life go on without delays?
- Now I don't feel anything at all.
- [Chorus]
- Yeah
- Yeah
- Yeah
- Yeah
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- I don’t feel real, I just perform it
- Ringing' in my head, you know?
- Lights too low, you know?
- Sexy Bitches Tour, that's what they call it, you know?
- I'm scared deep down but can't show it, you know?
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