Reality reality reality is always



You tattoes yourself like a piece of art

You've already broken your mother's heart

When I was your age, working my ass off

Your generation's soft



Reality is auch a drag

For barely blooming eighteens

The bearely blooming eighteen

Wants to know

What's keeping her from searching



You cannot pierce that and

You're dressed too tight

Got a lot to learn about wrong and right

So dye your hair, dad's gonna wash it out

Come on wash your mouth



Reality is always...

What's hiding in the shadow



Reality reality reality is always



Reality is always