I barely get to the graveyard shift on time
After pulling another gruelling nine to five
I live from credit card to check
The paper money's whirling by
And I hardly just, just barely, only just survive
I'm living on the edge, reality is teetering, my mind is on the brink
How will I face the day tomorrow,
if I can't make it through today?
I've got nothing left to lose,
but my sanity,
and the right to go insane.
My stomach aches from insufficient funds
My cheeks are gaunt, my guts are overdrawn
My head pounds,
starvation's given me the shakes
Too much squalor, too much pressure, and now I'm getting pissed
I'm living on the edge, my mind is on the brink
How will I face the day tomorrow,
if I can't make it through today?
I've got nothing left to lose,
but my sanity,
and the right to go insane.
I've got nothing left to lose,
but my mind,
I've got nothing left to choose,
so i think i'll go insane.
How will I face the day tomorrow,
if I can't make it through today?
I've got nothing left to lose,
but my sanity,
and the right to go insane,
and the right to go insane.
