"Reality Check" One little thing I've noticed about you Is that groaning and moaning is what you like to do All you wanna is do is talk about you But you don't want to move on All you ever to wanna do is to sit around and bitch and complain About all your sorrow and all your pain Pull your head out of your ass and you will see You're not the only one who feels your way What do you have to gain If all you do is sit around and sulk all day? Living life like this is not the way If you would only listen to these words I say But if I know you you'll choose to ignore me You'll tune me out and tell me to get out I put my head out so I could let you know That you're not the only who experiences woe Sitting around and bellyaching, it makes me Want to say four little words to you, so listen up Shut the fuck up Coming out with a handful of rhymes, hope they open your eyes To tell you what I think, hope I don't waste your time You see there's this thing I call life and I like to live it I'm so sick of your pissing and moaning and bitching If you would just wake up and do a reality check You'd realize that your life's not that bad People wrapped up in themselves make small packages Especially when all they do is groan about that and this Strife, sadness, guilt and pain I'm gonna scream if I hear these words again Seems they're the only words you know I hate to sound so cruel but you're so full of yourself You're think you're the only one whose life is hell Well, yours is not, in fact it'd be good if you'd just wake up Hello? Am I getting through? I hate to force my opinions on you, but like I said at the beginning It's not as though your supposedly sorry life is ending You've just started out and you're young Wasting your life away like this is just dumb You've got to get out, head out, live it up a little Don't let your life go down the shitter Just because you wanna feel sorry for yourself Doesn't mean that you gotta force it on everyone else And this goes out to the rest of you Who do nothing all day but sit and stew Your lives could be a lot worse but you don't know it Writing your goth rhymes like you're some kind of poet Listening to your death metal and wearing black lipstick Not saying you're all like this but it sickens me Your life is only as good as you make it I've said this before and I'll say it again Just wake up Coming out with a handful of rhymes, hope they open your eyes To tell you what I think, hope I don't waste your time You see there's this thing I call life and I like to live it I'm so sick of your pissing and moaning and bitching If you would just wake up and do a reality check You'd realize that your life's not that bad People wrapped up in themselves make small packages Especially when all they do is groan about that and this