A REAL UNREAL MONDAY

A real-unreal Monday and a dumb smile on my face.  
I hate to admit it but I don't care, I am a burned up case  
Millions of pictures passing by while I'm talking back to you  
I'm so confused I can't separate what's fake and what is true.  

         I'm playing dangerous tonight  
         there's nothig I can't do  
         A fucking mix of brown and white  
         wish you were in my shoe?  

I'm after my lost nightmare but now it's not the same  
I wanted the excitement without any pain  
A temporary amnesia just to forget my name  
To be a player in the game but not to play the game  
It's an unlivable addiction no matter what I claim  
You can't remain dry while walking in the rain.  

If I could realise the depth of my shit barrel reached.  
If I could see the bottom down I wouldn't be so pleased.  
 
Now my concious struggles to make a little sense  
but all those familiar to me discuss me in the past tense