False Reality
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False Reality
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Cocaine heaven blistered minds galore
The teasing new fashions ninety- percent whores
Respectable eyes very seldom see
The grim sweeping nightmares of reality
It ain't fun fishing when your catch is deceased
Over Crowded prisons criminals released
Suicide reduction bent opinion on earth
How must consultation is this soap opera worth
It don't take no brain it don't take no skill
Common frustrated workers come and go at will
Punching two buttons hanging parts on a line
No comparison to the paradise I had in mind
Over rated gas prices means less luxury
For cars made of plastic we pay enormous fees
Blackened credit rating problems with the wife
People love to gossip you've got no personal life
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