What’s real
This is all a distraction
I want some inaction
But what’s done is done

Some dreams might
Bleed into life
It gets too late at night
Then the morning comes

Is this what you wanted for me
Is this good for anybody

Why am I
So mad all the time
When everything’s fine
And the morning always comes

Fresh meat
But there’s nothing to eat
On this whole fuckin’ street
Let’s bring out all the guns

Fast forward
If you’ve heard this before
I can never be sure
What we will become

Is this what you wanted for me
Is this good for anybody

Why am I
So mad all the time
When everything’s fine
And the morning always comes