The days of harsh reality are upon us
As much as we wish to hide from blunt truth
It always seems to turn and slap us in the face
We wish to take it with a false facade
But it is there in the open staring in the eye
As we wonder from day to day we wish that harsh reality would go away
But we never stop to think about how we can change the rain
We've made reality harsh and that is our punishment
For taking away what used to be earth
People wonder why the rain is so harsh
We want all these fancy expensive "toys"
Yet we want to save the enviroment
We want to save the animals and keep them from extinction
But sell make-up made by animal fat
and fur coats to keep the plastic people happy
Our own naive nature is killing us all
People don't realize it but nature will take back it's home
