What's the Real World like?

I want to be rich and I want lots of money,
I don't care about clever I don't care about funny.

She wants lots of clothes and loads of diamonds,
I heard people die while they're trying to find them.

Girls take their clothes off and it will be shameless,
'Cause everyone knows that's how you get famous.

Life's about film stars and less about mothers,
It's all about fast cars and crossing each other.

But it doesn't matter cause I'm pack in plastic,
And that's what make my life so f**king fantastic!

I am a weapon of massive consumption,
It's not my fault it's how I'm programmed to function.

I don't know what's right and what's real anymore,
And I don't think how I'm meant to feel anymore.

When do you think it will all become clear?
Because I'm being taken over by the fear...

Comments

  1. Ya I know... It's rhetorical question... Express what I feel about this world... Haha...

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