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Jack Conte repeats "nothing's real anymore" in a confessional monologue, cycling through resignation and curiosity about whether the sinking feeling comes from love, a lie, or his own choice. He wonders if others will accept his truth.

Jack Conte repeats "nothing's real anymore" in a confessional monologue, cycling through resignation and curiosity about whether the sinking feeling comes from love, a lie, or his own choice. He wonders if others will accept his truth.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Maybe I'll come true, but I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. But I don't care, do you? I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Nothing's real anymore. Tell your friends about it. Maybe they'll love it. Maybe they'll hate it. You never know. It could be a lie. You get what you choose. And I got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. No, it could be love. Maybe I've come true, but I've got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore. Yeah, I've got this sinking feeling that nothing's real anymore.

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