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 $$# 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...