Reality

Your head on my shoulder
What a fucking cliché
I never, I don't need anyone
I never asked you to stay

I'm not good at love
It will never be enough
And I don't give a fuck
I wish I die alone
I can follow a pattern
Who cares? What fucking matter?
Don't put me in your shelf
I never needed your help

I'm not an edgy person
I'm just tired of all the such much important things to think
While you still depend on him
Your heart stinks

I'm not good at love
It will never be enough
And I don't give a fuck
I wish I die alone
I can follow a pattern
Who cares? What fucking matter?
Don't put me in your shelf
I never needed your-

Your drama is not my drama
Your reality is not mine
You still believe in karma
And I will work until die

Your drama is not my drama (reality)
Your reality is not mine (relative reality)
You still believe in karma (relative, reality)
And I will work until die