All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose
All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose

My anxiety gropes me
Two faces like Harvey
There's no dying lit Carti
Alone in your apartment, crawling on the parquet in the wee hours
Somebody please fly me to Broadmoor and back
My friends have gone quiet
Hope none of them lost their lives this weekend
They're really trying, there's no use crying
Got to keep hanging off the edge of this massive mountain
My paranoia's my master
Good guys get kicked around, Jacklin
All these bad news make you want to run faster than a televangelist pastor
And I'm not supposed to care about media's daily specks of despair?
As long as there is evil there is profit to be made
One like, one prayer

All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose
All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose
All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose
All the darkness I keep hearing about, it's like an overdose
A daily comatose