[Verse 1]
Scrolling through the end of the internet,
Algorithms whisper like they know my sins.
Someone in the comments yelling “LOCK IN,”
Another saying “touch grass,” like that ever did a thing.
Kai Cenat screaming through my speakers,
NPCs rehearsing lines like broken preachers.
I’m cooked, apparently — yeah, that’s the lore,
Every day a new meme, every night a respawn war.
[Pre-Chorus]
And you slide in like, “Be so for real,”
Shadow of a soft-launch, hiding what you feel.
“You’re not that guy,” but you’re standing so close,
Why you breathing heavy on a joke I repost?
[Chorus]
Oh, BFFR, baby, this is wild behavior,
Tangled in brain rot, looking for a savior.
We’re so back till we’re over again,
I fear the way you say, “No way you’re serious.”
Delulu got me dreaming in 4K scenes,
You taste like TikTok hooks and dopamine.
Oh, BFFR — are we peak or delirious?
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[Verse 2]
Skibidi shadows in the hallway mirror,
Ohio edits making everything feel weirder.
Fanum Tax collecting on my sanity,
Overstim lights glitching out reality.
“You’re an NPC,” you tease in the dark —
Then act like I’m cooked when I take it to heart.
Rizz attempts fumble like a bad quick-time,
But you laugh like the failure was part of the rhyme.
[Pre-Chorus]
“This can’t be real life,” you whisper again,
“Have some shame,” you grin — but kiss me instead.
Slow rizz, bad rizz, maybe just enough,
Caught between “we ball” and calling my bluff.
[Chorus]
Oh, BFFR, baby, this is wild behavior,
Tangled in brain rot, looking for a savior.
We’re so back till we’re over again,
I fear the way you say, “No way you’re serious.”
Delulu got me dreaming in VHS scenes,
You hit like sped-up hooks and dopamine.
Oh, BFFR — are we peak or delirious?
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[Bridge]
Maybe we’re just ghosts in a sigma edit,
Broken tape loops with our names embedded.
Cassette-wave hearts in a plastic case,
Rewinding all the moments we can’t replace.
You say, “Get real,” but you’re pulling me near —
If I’m delusional, keep me right here.
“This goes crazy,” yeah, I know it’s cliché,
But we’re literally us in a ‘literally me’ way.
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[Final Chorus]
Oh, BFFR, tell me this is real behavior,
Lost in brain rot, but you’re still my favorite flavor.
We’re so back till we’re over again,
“I can’t breathe,” you laugh — but lean in serious.
If this is delulu, then let it be peak,
Ain’t no way love should feel this bleak.
Oh, BFFR — we’re doomed, but still mysterious.
ReapEternal
