𝖂𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖔 𝖇𝖊𝖑𝖎𝖊𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖙

They want a guy who’s funny, stable, built, and sensitive, But not clingy, not distant, available, yet free. We’ve become options on a digital shelf, You tap "like", talk two days, then disappear, nothing personal. There’s no commitment now, just conditions, "I’m down to try, but no pressure" conversations. And if you fall in love, that’s suspicious, You’re not supposed to get attached, it’s unsafe, it’s "too much". --- We pretend we believe, but we don’t open our arms, We dream of a "we", without ever staying calm. We want fire without the burn, passion without tears, But love without pain is just fear. We pretend we believe, but deep down we all know, Today’s love is promises made of foam. We want fire without burning, a bond without staying, Then wonder why no one really wants to love anymore... --- Apps kill real chances, we compare everything, "He’s nice, yeah... but the other guy’s insanely ripped." We skip good people for blurry fantasies, Then act surprised ending up alone, talking to our weird cats. There’s no "us" anymore, just "me + me if it works for me", Emotional contracts with a "cancel after three months" policy. You’re scared to say "I love you", they’ll think you’re insane, Say it too fast and you’re labeled a desperate case. I just want a woman who doesn’t want to play games, Not a trial over every badly worded phrase. No strategy, no entrance test, Just a hand, a look, a "come on, let’s try". --- We pretend we believe, but we don’t open our arms, We dream of a "we", without ever staying calm. We want fire without the burn, passion without tears, But love without pain is just fear. We pretend we believe, but deep down we all know, Today’s love is promises made of foam. We want fire without burning, a bond without staying, Then wonder why no one really wants to love anymore... --- We text each other without saying anything real, We meet, but our hearts are already somewhere else. She said "it’s late", I said "don’t worry, I’ll go, see you", But deep down I just hoped she’d say "stay a little longer". We compete at who cares the least, who’s the least fragile, And we all end up alone, sad, proud, pointless. No more midnight calls, no unexpected thrills, Just "I miss you" texts written, never sent, never received. We love by habit, we leave out of convenience, We talk about respect, but don’t even respect the idea Of a couple that fights, builds, falls and holds on, Now the second it shakes, it’s "bye", "good luck", "I’m gone". --- We pretend we believe, but we don’t open our arms, We dream of a "we", without ever staying calm. We want fire without the burn, passion without tears, But love without pain is just fear. We pretend we believe, but deep down we all know, Today’s love is promises made of foam. We want fire without burning, a bond without staying, Then wonder why no one really wants to love anymore... --- [Ultra fast flow] [Fast flow] Sometimes I think I’m too old for this game, That I want a real hand, not a silent like. But I stay here, frozen, between past and pixels, Looking for a sincere heart in an artificial world. --- Maybe one day I’ll meet a woman like before, Not perfect, not polished, just real, just there. But until then, I continue to keep watch, Hoping to find something real in perfectly calibrated fake...