None Of It's Real
Just another day sitting home by myself,
and I'm drinkin'.
Drinkin' cause I don't like the way I'm feeling.
But here I am all alone.
Now I'm living in a world I've created on my own,
and I've got these crazy thoughts that are running through my dome.
But none of it's real, none of it's real.
The only thing I feel is stressed,
I've got too much weight on my shoulders
Everyone says they're impressed,
But I cant carry this boulder.
Good God what a test, I feel like I need it to rest.
But maybe one day I'll be sober...
(Ooh... None Of Its Real..)