[Verse]
Heart on my sleeve, but the fabric’s frayed,
We talk like we’re building, but the bricks won’t stay.
Nyla got me spinning, thoughts ricochet,
Every word a bullet, but I’m in the way.
Texts at midnight, voices tangled in the air,
Fingers brush in daylight, but there’s nothing there.
Dreaming in a space where the lines ain’t clear,
Am I your anchor, or just your souvenir?
[Chorus]
What are we, Nyla? Are we real or pretend?
Is this the start, or a loop with no end?
Holding on tight, but it’s slipping again,
What are we, Nyla? Tell me, my friend.
[Verse 2]
Conversations deep, like the ocean’s black,
But I’m drowning in the current, no way back.
You smile, and the sun takes a step to the side,
But I’m chasing a shadow that you never provide.
Got me sipping on confusion, drunk off the doubt,
Trying to map your heart, but the roads black out.
Is this love, or a mirage in the heat of the fight?
A spark in the dark, or a thief in the night?
[Prechorus]
Echoes in my chest when you say my name,
But the silence after never feels the same.