Sorry Real World, I’m Over

Even if I try, I can't help myself
I'm pushing away those who don't know what it feels like
To be back in this same old grey world

Can you feel the importance, of the time we give away?
I'll never fit down there anymore

No hard feelings
I just don't know how to share the shit, to find the words
It may seem so insignificant that I can't let it out

How can you get that this is more than loads of binge stories?
Not just about how my band is getting big
Maybe ain't you so blind, maybe am I being an ass
Do I change a sausage fest into a bunch of life ideals?
Maybe the whole human factor thing is an necessary excuse to escape reality