Reality Killed The Dream

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You look through at his window
Gaze out at the loss
Your blood boils when you see him kneeling
At the foot of the cross

You wanna show him your pistol
And steal his family jewels
Take a trip through an awful rainbow
And end up where you started down here on the floor
You should've thrown it up before

You're having sex on Sundays
You never get to come
4 CDs and a poster free
A boxed set of rebellion

If you think of anything
You think your life must mean something
Chit-chat daytime lunacy
You can't be disappointed, reality killed the dream

His veins are full of money
It's got nothing to do
With your wide behind or your heart or your mind
Cos girls grow older faster than boys do
Don't they?

He picked you like a flower
Stuck you in this vase
Now you wish he'd left you in that lonely wasteland
Where your roots still are

If you think of anything
You think your life must mean something
Chit-chat daytime lunacy
You can't be disappointed, reality killed you
If you think of anything
You think your life must mean something
Chit-chat daytime lunacy
You can't be disappointed, reality killed the dream

You share a bed with a bald man

Passion can't you see
Will never get round your sanity
Passion can't you see
Will never get through your vanity
Passion can't you see
Will never get round reality
Passion can't you see
Will never get to you
Tough titty

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from 16 Hole Boots - Demo Recordings, released August 10, 2013

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