Back in the morning, starin’ where the girls all learn to smoke
My house is full of idiots, yeah, I’m startin’ to go broke
Ooh, I never knew, no, I never knew where all my money would go
Oh, that’s the real life
Real life
Real life
My man is thinkin’ me, stormy California weather
I’m on a ship to Sam’s so I can hold on tight
But he’s still livin’ at his mother’s
I want his misty eyes to warm my bed at night
But he’s so stuck inside his emotions
Yeah, there’s no one
Oh, that’s the real life
Real life
Real life
It happens over and over and
Real life
Real life
Real life
It happens over and over and over and over and over and over and over
I’ve seen a television house put a cage around the children (Pa-pa)
Make up scream for the American Dream just to tell ’em they’re undeserving
Real life
Real life
Real life
It happens over and over and
Real life
Real life
Real life
Wake me up when it’s over
Wake me up when it’s over
Over and over
Wake me up when it’s over
Over and over
Wake me up when it’s over
Over and over
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