It’s about to get real
We’ve been living a fantasy
Most of us
Took advantage of our
Lust for comfort
And our keeping up with the Jones’
Now the bank’s taking your house
As the stack of bills climbs
No one else will pay them anymore
And the bubble that held our dreams, our wants
Is bursting everywhere
There are new ghost towns
Where dogs have to find their own food
People will see you for what you are
Are you afraid?
“We’ve all been raised on television to believe that
one day, we’d all be movie gods or rock stars…”
Shit, if they deserved it
So did we.
Or did we miss a step?