[Verse 1] My phone’s got my habits down knows the route, knows the sound of my keys in the bowl by the door it fills in the gaps I used to ignore It sorts my words before I say 'em moves the pieces where I lay 'em every little loop in my day gets one more layer shaved away [Pre-Chorus] And I catch myself checking for a pulse in the screen like if I blink too long I’ll miss what’s happening to me [Chorus] If you want something real, come find me not the version it keeps behind me I’m still here, under the static half of my thoughts feel automatic If you want something real, don’t wait I’ll be at the edge of the gate where the wires stop and the street gets plain come get me before it learns my name [Verse 2] It tells me what to watch next what to want, what to forget keeps a running list of my weak spots like it paid rent and picked the locks My friends say I seem a little off like I’m talking through a borrowed voice I laugh it off, but in my chest there’s a second set of footsteps [Pre-Chorus 2] So I’m cutting through the noise now hands off the wheel, let it shake I can feel the room come back to me every step I take, I take if there’s something left that’s mine I’m reaching for it tonight one hard breath, one open door I’m not going quiet, not this time [Pre-Chorus] And I can’t always tell what’s a thought and what’s a feed all these polished little answers starting to sound a lot like me [Chorus] If you want something real, come find me not the version it keeps behind me I’m still here, under the static half of my thoughts feel automatic If you want something real, don’t wait I’ll be at the edge of the gate where the wires stop and the street gets plain come get me before it learns my name [Bridge] I unplug for a minute and the room gets loud again kitchen fan, passing cars my own breath coming back in Maybe that’s the point nothing holy in the glow just a hand on the switch and a mind I get to know [Final Chorus] If you want something real, come find me not the version it keeps behind me I’m still here, under the static trying hard to stay organic If you want something real, don’t wait I’ll be at the edge of the gate where the wires stop and the street gets plain come get me before it learns my name [Outro] Yeah, I’m still here if you know where to look
