Nothing is real Just mere fantasy How about kicking Endless hypocrisy Crying out loud See what makes a human being It's just starting And I've got so much to say Got bored of being alive With something to left behind Is that the point of living Which any of this remains When there is no one tell Hungry big pockets never lie Waiting in line to pay you fine With kind heart and a smile of warmth All you've gotta do is cut your arm So that was the case all along Simple extraction of everything Considering he will be the king Why not it slicks and gets gibberish Like a flying pigeon on the sky Shitting right into your eye Got bored of being alive