Real World

Got out of bed and left my house, my room, my car, whatever. Bout time to go to work, shoot up, lay down, enjoy the weather. Cause in this world I am forgotten, among the voiceless. See my corpse dead and rotting in the end we are all choiceless. You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. I used to have a wife, a home, some kids, some life, whatever. Greedy banks and adultery took that away, it's gone forever. I'll die on cold cement, still lit cigarette still in my hand. Looks like I paid my last rent, just another grain of sand. This very well could have been you no matter what you say or do. You just can't control circumstance. Sometimes you just don't have a chance. I see them every fucking day. They don't all look the same to me. They're all from paths they carved their own. Human right down to the bo-one... To the bo-one... to the bo-oh-oh-oh-one... You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. You won't see me go toe to toe with the real world. No one will even notice though, if I leave this world. No one will ever fucking know.