Night Shift

Night shift Kicking quarters while you count The tiles on the bathroom floor Dawn soon, go to school Put your talent to use Say a prayer to Jesus And hope he’s looking at you Can you find god In the middle of the bathroom stall Can you find comfort While you’re riddled with a prozac cough Is anybody out there Is anybody listening Is anybody out there Is anybody, oh god is anybody White lips Cut the foreword from the warning Lit the surgeon general red Boy have my friends Had it handed to them, but Where was their comfort when my feet Were swinging free from that ledge, though Am I at my end I’d bet it’s coming to a head, yeah This honey-orange popper weighs less The more we pretend Suppress it, suppress it Sleep when you’re dead Think I’m thinking my body believes I’m better off then Can you find god In the middle of the bathroom stall Can you find comfort While you’re riddled with a prozac cough Huh Is anybody out there Is anybody listening Is anybody out there Is anybody, oh god is anybody White lips Would you rather die young Dig deep like you’re ever gonna get some Feel the callus on your hands Swear it’s all to serve the sound Dig deep like you're ever gonna get some Feel the callus on your hands Digging deep Like you’re ever gonna get out Where do you go When you don’t know One single soul Who feels the sound of your hopes The things you do for peace of mind To sit and cry as days go by You're in a haze of cigarettes Paychecks, and prayers of 'am I' (Ever gonna get out) Am I at my end Can you find god In the middle of the bathroom stall Can you find comfort While you’re riddled with a prozac cough Is anybody out there Is anybody listening Is anybody out there Is anybody, oh god is anybody Is anybody out there Oh god is anybody