"IRL" lyrics
This is your captain speaking
Ready for takeoff
On the way, on arrival
Any day, it's unrivaled
And I saw bluebirds out the window, you were sleepin' in
Usin' my chest as a pillow once again
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
Old school ties, we was up to somethin'
Driveway quarter mile long
Twenty-seven acres for the lawn
All paid for by a song, come—
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
You remind me of the summer that I hit the scene
You remind me of the time I wanted everything
You remind me of the places that I never seen
You remind me of the good stuff, yeah
I got a paper trail of some love letters
Sent a peep through the mail, I sent a ton to ya
Keep my eye off the world, that girl a sun-setter
She can't think of the words, I hope they come to her
Pick you up, show you off, might just write a song for you
Pick you up, show you off, show you that it's all for you
Pick you up, show you off, might just write a song for you
Might just write a song for you
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt
Picture perfect, are you for real?
Sky was painted with pink pastels
Tried to mold it when you inhaled
You look good, babe, IRL
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
Ready for takeoff
On the way, on arrival
Any day, it's unrivaled
And I saw bluebirds out the window, you were sleepin' in
Usin' my chest as a pillow once again
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
Old school ties, we was up to somethin'
Driveway quarter mile long
Twenty-seven acres for the lawn
All paid for by a song, come—
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
You remind me of the summer that I hit the scene
You remind me of the time I wanted everything
You remind me of the places that I never seen
You remind me of the good stuff, yeah
I got a paper trail of some love letters
Sent a peep through the mail, I sent a ton to ya
Keep my eye off the world, that girl a sun-setter
She can't think of the words, I hope they come to her
Pick you up, show you off, might just write a song for you
Pick you up, show you off, show you that it's all for you
Pick you up, show you off, might just write a song for you
Might just write a song for you
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt
Picture perfect, are you for real?
Sky was painted with pink pastels
Tried to mold it when you inhaled
You look good, babe, IRL
On a jet plane, but then I fell
On the way back to tell myself
Way too hot here below the bell
Tried to keep cool, you made me melt (Made me melt)
Picture perfect, are you for real? (Are you for real?)
Sky was painted with pink pastels (Pink pastels)
Tried to mold it when you inhaled (You inhaled)
You look good, babe, IRL (IRL)
Writer(s): Nicolas Donovan, Aidan Joshua Cada, Matthew Thomas Allen
