CNN

Good god another thought got in my head A blasphemer that's full to burst of dread Keeps droning on and on and on and on 'Til my legs get tired and I turn the TV on In breaking news we'll surely all be dead Seems a bit too late when it's on CNN So I get up and make some tea that's not too strong And write a note down upon my palm for when I'm gone Good god give up the gimmick Cause I don't wanna wake up Or keep up the bluff I'm reaching the limit Hold tight to what you've been given and good luck if it keeps up Or just ain't enough for what you've been think'n My mom she says I'm not allowed to die Well I must insist and respectfully decline She says talk to me and look me in the eye Oh boy I'll try I'll try I just... F*CK Day in day out I can't seem To figure out just how to live a life you see Of hope or self-esteem Day in day out he calls me I'd turn him down but he knows better than to leave He waits for when I'm weak Good god give up the gimmick Cause I don't wanna wake up Or keep up the bluff I'm reaching the limit Hold tight to what you've been given and good luck if it keeps up Or just ain't enough for what you've been think'n Once more you've come ashore and like the whore you don't dare ever ask for more Dear friends if this is war can you be sure that my life's still worth fighting for Day in day out I can't seem To figure out just how to live a life you see Of hope or self-esteem Day in day out I can't see Why you'd believe that I'll still be alive you see So play me out with ease