my legs didnt work when i woke up
my head felt like it was flowing with sludge mixed into my blood
someone must have injected me with venom while i was sleeping
this place looks the same as it always does
covered in filth, no matter how much i scrub
if life would have been the way they told me it was going to be when i was a little boy
i would have been dead much sooner
good thing ive been lied to my whole life
(theres something i never thought id say)

after a tingling in my knees, i try my legs again
its rough, but it'll do for now
you take what you can get when it comes
im trying not to breathe so hard
people as too many questions when they can see your distress
the fantasy is gone in life
nothing holds the magic it used to have
everything is so real all of the time
were a nation of people trying to dodge reality
and i wish i was among them
but my eyes are open
and i cannot stand it