Reality,
why don't you just go away.
Don't rain on me,
come back some other day.
This world is a mess.
I don't want a to get real,
I want to get some rest.
I just want to get away.
Just like a fugitive,
I'm on the run day after day.
It's like I'm a slave to this world,
who is stuck in an empty pursuit,
of diamonds and pearls.
Reality,
I wish you would leave me be.
Don't take the life out of me,
I just want to be free...
