Reality Check

From Rockstars To Politicians
All Of Us Doing The Same Thing
Getting High And Losing Hope
Overdosing No Hope
Close Your Eyes Cope
Anxieties Approaching
From All This Pressure I Could Choke
As I Go Down This Road Of Life And I Notice
These Things In My Mind I Focus On
Sick Of Playing A Game Chess Losing All My Pieces
Inevitability Sinking Its Teeth Deep Into Me
With Every Gamble I Take
Those Dice I'm Holding Blow Em
Kiss Em Roll Em Knowing The Stakes
Cuz I'm Addicted To The Feeling This Way
Knowing That I Could Just Walk Away
But Whats The Point Of Being Rich If
You Don't Ever Take A Risk
Big Enough When The Adventure
Isn't Fun To Play
It Feels Good Flying High
Catching Them Vibes
Summer Time Living When You Getting It Right
But When The Leaves Fall Down
The Sunshine Stops
Praying That The Rain Hold Up And Don't Drop
But Its All Keeps Falling Down
Can't Turn This Plane Around
When You Borrowing Time
Its Hard To Rewind
All Of That Gold All Of That Shine
Its Not Reality
Now Just Escape Into To The Deep Blue Sea
Out On The Break, Where No Goes To See
The Risk You Take You Could Gamble It All
Facing All That Pressure You Know You Handle
Till You Balance Or Fall
But Stay Determined To Find
A Way To Stay Channeled Through Things You Influenced By
Along You Travel
Just How Far Will You Go
You Gravel The Road
While Unraveling Slow
Wake Up Take A Look In Dat Mirror
Where Da Hell Is My Reflection
Whose Eyes Are Those So Dull Wit Sadness
That Face Done Lost Complexion
You're A Shell Of The Man That You Used To Be
And Ur Headin In The Wrong Direction
Now How The Hell Did We Wind Up Here
Both Worrisome And Perplexing
Now Da Only Time We Speak Is In A Dream
Of A Younger Innocent Me It Seems
We're Different Now
Your Lost Inside And Im Lost Within
Trying Not To Hide
But That Mouth In The Mirror Moving
Moving
Words Comin Out
Confusin Fusin
Im Losing It I'm Losing
You Hear What I Said Try To Fight But I'm Losing
Give Me A Sign I Need It Desperately
I Fight Till The Damn Near Death Of Me
But All These Signs Are Like A Recipe
For The Inevitable Death Of Me
Drop To My Knees
Put My Hands To The Sky
Silently Screaming And I'm Asking God Why
As The Reflection Slowly Starts To Dissipates
The Answers Looking At Me The Mirror
Welcome To Reality
That's The Real Influence
All Of That Gold All Of That Shine
That Shine
Its Not Reality
When It All Keeps Falling Down
Can't Turn This Plan Around
When Your Borrowing Time
Its Hard To Rewind
Its Hard To Rewind
It Went From Bad To Worse It Always Does
Made It Fast
Lost It Even Faster
And I Began To Lose My Grip On Everything
First And Foremost Reality
I Remember My Low Point Of It All
Waking Up Looking Up At The Ceiling In Anguish
Alone, Very Much Alone
All The Rest Of The Rats Jumped Off The Sinking Ship
You Can Count On That