The Real World - Drugdealer, Sheer Agony

Every day

I wake up and fill my dreaming cup a new

I couldn’t find

What the others will see

Everywhere I look

There’s more reasons to be feeling free

But still I have to keep myself

From leaving

But please don’t ever turn your face

From the real world

It’s such a psychedelic place

The real world

I took a trip

Inside a book that’s written on the tip

Of your mind

And what’s living

I knew I could slip

Right between the scenes and live inside my dreams

But now I see

What you are giving me

And please don’t occupy your mind

With illusions

I know that someday you can find

What you’re losing