Reality

if a person can lie
with his eyes
he's a good liar

if a person can see
through the greatest lies
he's a good liar

no one can lie
with their hands

if he can
he is a constant liar

see when my nails
press on the sides of my fingers

ripping my skin
and the angry red marks

'cause you can never see
a single cloud in my eye

i'm singin' blues
pretending to be happy

i'm happy
in my own fantasy

'cause what we live
is not even close to reality