Real As It Gets

(Verse 1)  
No script, no filter, no Instagram glow  
Just skin on skin and the blood starts to flow  
I’m not whispering lies in the heat of the night  
What you feel hittin’ me is the goddamn light  

(Pre)  
I don’t fake the shiver, don’t stage the scream  
If it’s good, you’ll know it’s not a dream  

(Chorus)  
This is pleasure that don’t apologize  
No performance, no rehearsed sighs  
Teeth in your shoulder, nails down my back  
Real as it gets and it’s never coming back  
Yeah it’s raw, yeah it’s loud, yeah it’s true  
I’m not actin’ baby — I’m comin’ for you  

(Verse 2)  
Sweat in my eyes, your name in my throat  
Every thrust hittin’ harder than the last damn note  
No “you’re so sexy” soundtrack lines  
Just the sound of two animals losing their minds  

(Chorus)  
This is pleasure that don’t apologize  
No performance, no rehearsed sighs  
Bedframe banging like a kick drum war  
Real as fuck and I’m begging for more  
Yeah it’s messy, yeah it’s loud, yeah it’s right  
I ain’t faking shit tonight  

(Bridge – half-time, dirtier guitars)  
You can tell when it’s theater, when it’s rehearsed and polite  
But this — this is warpaint, this is bite-for-bite  
No director yelling cut  
Just us — completely unglued — completely us  

(Last Chorus – full tempo, gang vocals)  
This is pleasure that don’t apologize!  
No Oscars, no curtain, no alibis!  
Screaming your name till the neighbors complain  
Real as it gets — feel it in my veins!  
Yeah it’s feral, yeah it’s loud, yeah it’s TRUE  
I’m not faking — I’m ruined by you  

(Outro – one big open chord crash)  
…real as it gets.  
Fuck the pretense.  

(End on feedback + crash cymbal)

early Green, Jet, pop-punk, garage rock, power pop, raw rock 'n' roll, fast punk energy, dirty guitars, high-energy