Moceanu Songtext / Lyric

I'm s-i-c-k of my meaningless life

Where c-h-a-n-c-e-s pass me by.

That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.



Praise o-u-r lady of terrible guilt,

That's not my i-d-e-a of f-r-e-e will.

That's r-e-a-l-i-t-y.



Mr. c-o-o-l at all the shows

Your a-t-t-i-t-u-d-e is old.

This is r-e-a-l-i-t-y.






And you might ask why

Nothing's ever how it seems.

I think I knew more when I was 13.

When did life get so real?



And now I feel like I'm losing my mind,

I used to think all the time.

Now thinking hurts, and feeling is worse.

I liked Reality better when it was a dream.



Na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na na.



This is r-e-a-l-i-t-y.