Blue Balenciagas on my toes, walkin’ through the code
Virtual love, but the pain feel real, she a ghost in my load
I just poured a four in a Fanta, now I’m floatin’ alone
Screens glowin’ like my wrist, but my heart still froze
FaceTime tears, she said she comin’ back, but I already know
She a glitch in my story, still I replay it in slow
Yeah, I’m drownin’ in the pixels, but I swear I seen her soul
Virtual, but the trauma real, can’t heal what the cloud done stole