Reality Lyrics

I’m reality

You won’t fuck around with my life

You’re my empathy

I stab you in the heart with a kitchen knife

Crawl around your brain, connecting wires to your unsuspecting

Self without regard for who you are or what you want

I’m a croissant, i’m a black eye, a refugee about to die

Don’t pity me, cause I won’t cry for you when your time

Comes to feel my fury. Loser

I’m reality

You won’t fuck around with my life

You’re my empathy

I stab you in the heart with a kitchen knife

I’m the girl who didn’t sympathize with your enthusiastic

Application for a job you didn’t want, but had to get

Cause the bank sent you letters all demanding explanations

Declarations, demonstrations of your will to nourish

customer relations

Rip the world to shreds while you sweat over who will keep the kids, the house, the pet

After divorce come times of great regret

But as a bomb goes off in Timbuktu

How can you think your god abandoned you. Loser

Got nothing in my pockets but misery

Existential misgivings elude me

Behold my name is truth - Fact, certainty, validity,

You blow me every time - verisimilitude, every catastrophe

I fuck you hard, I fuck you good

You’re getting numb, I think you should

Adjust your attitude, adjust your attitude

We’re all up shit creek, without paddles, clues

Or strategies to help us find our way to cure us of the blues, you lose