Ooh, I barely get to the graveyard shift on time
After pulling another grueling 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 got nothing left to lose, but my sanity and the right to go insane
I got nothing left to lose
But my mind
I got nothing left to choose
So I think I'll go insane
My stomach aches from insufficient funds
My cheeks are gaunt and 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
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 got nothing left to lose, but my sanity and the right to go insane
I got nothing left to lose
But my mind
I got nothing left to choose
So I think I'll go insane
