In "Am I Even Real?", Ex:Re sifts through the wreckage of a relationship that ended in silence and disappointment, remembering a last day in New York that felt like melting. The repeated question doubts whether the self that remains after such loss has any substance at all, while the refrain wavers between wanting honest connection and fearing another mess. The image of familiar hands on a back captures intimacy now gone, and the chorus strips identity down to a fragile, unsteady existence.
Am I Even Real? Lyrics by Ex:Re
Kept the worst theories from New York on our last day
Spaceship had been oversold, sure, that’s that
Felt like we were melting there, not speaking
I guess the only way is down
Don’t you wanna leave me now?
Stop my starin’ overhead?
We were something of a dream, you know
Well, last year was hell
Don’t you wanna know me honestly?
Or never want to mess up
My familiar hands on your back?
It’s only me, but
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
It’s only me
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
It’s only me
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
It’s only me
I could tell you where it all went wrong
Though excuses feel out of date
I guess I’ll never really know for sure what’s fair
Yeah, there’s only one I could never forget (Who?)
Yeah, there’s only one who could move me ahead now
It’s only me
But am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
It’s only me
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
It’s only me
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
It’s only me
Don’t you wanna leave me now?
Stop my starin’ overhead?
We were something of a dream
Well, last year was hell
Don’t you wanna know me honestly?
Or never want to mess up
My familiar hands on your back?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real? (La-la-la-la)
