Lookin off into corners can be hazardous
Not paying attention to what's in front, oblivious
No idea who or what, when how or why
Shit went down, don't even bother to lie
Cuz not Man-ing up can be quite a nuisance
When trying to identify just who you're losin
Gaining everything back before even stepping forward
Not a moment sooner, to accept your reward
Before another one's dead at the drop of a pin
Shattered existence, another 'late breaking' at ten
And yet you sit back, viewing others through another prism
As if you could hide your entire life in one of 'em
These various ongoings that never seem to be connected
All come full-circle when you get infected
You see, life is funny with what tends to happen
Random shit goes down, you better hope you can snap him
Back into reality cuz fantasy isn't fun
Finding out shit's fake is depressing son
So take a second to listen to your own thoughts
They are trying to tell you what your body does not
As you shop when you cop and adopt what you drop
Those lame ass excuses tend to never shock
And the corner's perception of what you've become
Is some fucked up kid that is often the only one
Since no one else is there for you to show off your new hair
As you continue to stare at what is clearly not there
You hesitate for a moment, then feel all self-absorbed
Into what can best be described as a feeling, but unsure
You continue on your way, through that wretched path
Until you are stuck, in front, of someone else's wrath
You see, life is funny with what tends to happen
Random shit goes down, you better hope you can snap him
Back into reality cuz fantasy isn't fun
Finding out shit's fake is depressing son
So you find yourself in front of something lost
It's been found before, but it always has a cost
Another riddle? Complexities are always the most fun
Except for those that end with a gun
Cuz a smoking bullet is not what's best for them
Not realizing that not everything is pretend
There are some things that you simply can't unsee or undo
Like walking in on your girl and her new boo
Putting you in a place of sheer misery
Black and blues woes are inevitably
Consuming souls of those that drift
Without ever finding someone to make love with
They are the people that flock here
They are the people that others should fear
You see, life is funny with what tends to happen
Random shit goes down, you better hope you can snap him
Back into reality cuz fantasy isn't fun
Finding out shit's fake is depressing son
