"Keep it real"
That's what "they" say
But who are "they"?
Have they ever had a day of pain in their whole life
I've lived in reality
And I've lived on the outside
Reality can be sad, it's made me cry
There are other ways
To ease the pain
Then "keeping it real"
What is real anyway?
Does anyone know?
Here comes the nurse
Oh dear she looks mad
And she's coming toward me, I can't help but feel glad
Shes's on a mission, I know what for...
She makes her rounds throughout the floor
I sit at the table, waiting, voices in my head
Voices screaming at me, I want them dead
I turn to the nurse, the voices continue to follow
She hands me the pills, and waits till I swallow
She wants no trouble today
And there will be none
As soon as the handing out of pills is done
The voices will stop
as the pills take me away....
What is reality?
And who are "they"?