Reality Check

Sometimes I get drunk on my mouthwash, just for fun
And I trip down on the stairs to look messed up
And I go to crazy parties, watching people getting naughty
I myself get down and dirty, dirty all the time
I don’t know what’s going on inside my mind
Why I’m living someone else’s messed up life
Maybe I just miss you baby, baby I need you
Reality Check… You know without you…
I’m a wreck in a cheap, ripped up dress
In drugs and drinks, I lose myself
I lose my strength, I can’t find it anymore
Trapped in a deep, black hole
Fell on the floor, can’t get up anymore
Sometimes I smok up all my spices;
Cumin, cinnamon and thyme
All the othr drugs, they bore me —
I need a different high
And I sit down in the garden
On the wet grass, when I’m hurting
Feel the cold run through my bones
Slowly healing my wounds
Hanging out with freaky people I now call my friends
Tried to talk to them about you — they don’t understand
Smoking cigarettes and drinking I get ready for the evening
Whatever is next, reality check…
I’m still a wreck, in a cheap, ripped up dress
In drugs and drinks, I lose myself
I lose my strength, I can’t find it anymore
Trapped in a deep, black hole
Fell on the floor, can’t get up anymore
Sometimes I get drunk on my mouthwash
Just for fun
And I trip down the stairs
‘cause I’m really messed up
Hanging out with freaky people
They’re not my friends
At least I have someone
To share the pain with, and be a wreck
In a cheap, ripped up dress
In drugs and drinks, I lose myself
I lose my strength, I can’t find it anymore
Trapped in a deep, black hole
Fell on the floor, can’t get up anymore