Reality Winner Songtext
von Andrew Bryant

What is this feeling that I have
Like I′m caught between the here and the now?
Just some shitty midlife crisis
That would bore even the steadiest crowd?
With everything I've been through, everything I′ve done,
I don't play games and I don't care who won.
I just want to drink my tea on my porch
As I stare at the shapes in the clouds.

When my time comes, how will I go?
When my time comes, tell me, how will I know?
If the past is the past who′s the winner
In this fucking reality show?


So please ya′ll, don't @ me, I′m trying out this vibe,
I don't have to listen to your truth or your lies.
I′m turning off my phone now
And walking to the park where I go some days to hide.
And I'm looking at the birds now, flying in and out,
Taking what they need to make that long trip south.
I guess it′s in the blood of the living
To work around that easy way out.

When my time comes, will I say it was enough?
When my time comes, will I feel like giving up?
Just let the past have its place
And move on to whatever is to come?

When my time comes, how will I go?
When my time comes, tell me how will I know?
If the past is the past who's the winner
In this fucking reality show?

What is this feeling that I have
Like I'm caught between the here and the now?
Just some shitty midlife crisis
That would bore even the steadiest crowd?