Mac DeMarco
Real
My love, must be a kind of wild love
Try to catch me acting free
Wild kind of loving on your stereo
It’s been a hard one

Real with myself
Been real with myself

As a reflex I get on a plane
(Remember)
JFK I’m in New York
(Wild crazy-mad kind of loving)
Where is that place in the whole wide world?
(It is out there to find it)
Will I then finally feel home?
(Remember)

Real with myself
Real with myself

(But back in Howard Beach, Queens, the family had no idea of what was going on)
Yeah, Yeah

Nah nah nah....

Wait
It took sometime to see my way
Not talking about tomorrow
Talking about today
Yeah, yeah
Hear them singing:
Nah, nah, nah....
It’s a dog eat dog wild world
You willing to shoot a brother down
Just so you could get ahead
It’s a dog eat dog wild world
Biting at each other
Just so you can get a piece of it

And hear people singing:
Nah, nah nah...