A ripped leather jacket
Split ends and a habit
It ain't good it ain't bad
It ain't happy ain't sad
Well I've been trying to catch a rabbit
Hoppin; in the middle of some traffic
Oh the cars whiz by
But I'm far too spry
But what if this, this isn't real, isn't real
So what if this, this is so real, so real
I got 20 missed calls
An itch on both eyeballs
I'm sittin in a mall food court
'Cause I thought I had jury duty
Now I'm eating 'cause I have to
This dish could use a couple more mushrooms
Oh all I wanna do is stop
Should've never ever dropped
But what if this, this isn't real, isn't real
But what if this, this is so real, so real
These voices got some info
Straight from San Francisco
Follow me at night to my pillow
Wanna steal my baby like a dingo
I can see the engines burning
And I can feel my stomach turning
I'm on a rocket ship to Mars
Maybe there I'll be a star
Well please tell me this isn't real, isn't real
'Cause I'm starting to think this is real, so real