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Reality used to be a friend of mine
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Reality used to be a friend of mine
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Maybe "why?" is the question that's on you mind
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But reality used to be a friend of mine
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Reality used to be a friend of mine.
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Reality used to be a friend of mine
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Please don't ask me 'cause I don't know why,
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but reality used to be a friend of mine.
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I used to be friends with reality
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She used to be a pal real close to me
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But she tried to hide from me what was in store
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Tried to house me but a house has doors
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I was insane and the picture was crazy
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So the relevance here seems to be a bit hazy
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But I tried to explain this in the simplest terms
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But she let the cross burn and it was my turn to say,
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"The roses are red, and violets are blue,j
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and things are gonna stay that way, too"
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And I was the nut to believe all of this
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I figured life would just hand me bliss
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Now I have to worry about certain doom
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Or will I be here tomorrow afternoon
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Now ask me about the future.
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( chorus )
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I remember Sandy gave me a hand.
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Now I'm known as the maniac man
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Looking and searching for a shred of proof
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Knowing any time this world could go poof
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Now what might happen without me knowin'
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That's why I find myself always tip-tip toeing
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She tried to let prophecy sneak yp on me
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But I woke up, I told her "Yo step off me"
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What you wnat me to do?
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You want me to sweat blood,
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And hang up on your strings like a marionette does?
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Go to the PM on the dock of the bay, sit
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You need a clue. Go back to the basics.
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She needs to learn her ABC's
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Her and I sail on different seas.
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She sees different from what I sees.
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{Do you believe? Hell no}
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( chorus )
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I lost touch with reality.
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I keep it as far as I can from Prince Be
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I just didn't run with the way she flowed,
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To where I just said "Yo, I gots to go"
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But my heart wasn't ill or mad at her
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I just chose to laugh at her
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And disragard everything she tells me
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Believe in her and she's happy and healthy
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What is real, a posotive plane
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Reality and life are no the same
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as to her equivalent to what is real
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She doesn't appeal to how I feel
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Maybe I should try transchanneling her
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{Prince, you're taking this trip to far}
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OK, fine, nevermind
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But reality used to be a friend of min
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( chorus 2x )
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Chase the blues away
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Take your mind off reality and leave her alone
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Reality Used to Be a Friend of Mine
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