[Verse 1: Justin Breit]
Wake up, man, I hate the front door
Tell myself, "Go out more"
End up in the same bed, lonely
Feels like every day is wasted
Like I'm on a wait list
For someone to really know me

[Pre-Chorus: Justin Breit]
I, I don't know where you're from
I don't care if it's real
I, 'cause I like the way you talk
The way you feel

[Chorus: Justin Slaven]
Automatic
Shit, you feel like magic
Cinematic, and I gotta have it
Shit, you feel like magic
God, I love the way you talk
The way you feel, baby

[Post-Chorus: All]
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, duh-duh-dum
Duh-duh-duh-dum-dum, dum-dum
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