Snap Back To Reality

Driving home from the clinic.

This guy runs a red light, barley miss him

The cops on his tail

I remember when I almost went to jail

My girl at the time liked to sleep around

And no guys, I didn’t beat her to the ground

That’d be messed up . . . jeez

But the other guy . . . well let’s see

Grabbed his neck, punched his face

Charged with assault, now I’m the disgrace

Told I’m facing battery charges, one year in jail

Are you kidding me? I’m just a kid in high school, how the fuck am I supposed to make bail

Long story short, his parents didn’t press charges

Because their son is a dick, or cuz jail don’t need more garbage

Snap back to reality, I’m in my room

When did I get here? I put on some tunes

Not cartoons . . . well sometimes, yes

Right now I’m listening to Say Anything. Definitely the best

He’s singing about the girl that got away

Why do I still let her turn my skies gray?

Five years later, it never ends

The music ends, my brain starts to bend

Snap back to reality, I’m in my patient’s mouth

When did I get here, I scrape all the plaque out

She tells me her problems. I got my own . . . shit

My co-worker hates me. Why? Cuz I’m a dick

Can’t accept me for me? Where have I heard this?

Flash back to the cops. . . Can’t help but laugh at this

My co-workers say I have bipolar disorder

But I’m hearing way more than two voices before the nights over

5th grade me, 8th grade me, 10th grade me, 12th grade me

I got stuck somewhere. How old am I supposed to be?

Snap back to reality. I’m 24

Lying in bed masturbating. Did I mention now I’m a whore?

I’d rather not talk about this me, finish up and go to bed

But the night is still young I say. And you still need to pee

I can hold it in. Just like the screams

Too bad you can’t hold on to your women… cept in your dreams

So let me sleep, I beg and plead

You’re in the real world. This is where you need to be

Snap back to reality. It’s only 9:30

I’m talking to myself. I ask for someone to murder me

I work in a not so good neighborhood

Off of martin Luther King Avenue

But I haven’t been assaulted yet

There’s always tomorrow. I’ll place my bets

Snap back to reality. Been working here one year

Nothing’s happened, cept I’ve grown more fears

Losing my job, crashing my car

Greatest fear is my end seems so far

Now I’m just insane

Let it fester in my brain

I have so much most people don’t have in their life

Including Satan, and a woman that wants to be my wife

I guess it’s true. I do need medication


Or at the very least, a psychiatric evaluation

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