I shoulda been dead like 17 times
It seems like it

I got a lump in my throat
And a heavy chest

Oh god I feel like shit

Another day wasted stuck inside
My fragile mind

Picking at my bones with a rusty knife
All the fucking time but

I'll be alright
I'll be just fine

If I can manage to get over this
Everyday apocalypse

Running from the radiation
I can't find no shelter

Never been afraid to dissapoint
Used to pray, but whats the point
I lost my faith, at 21
Can't feel the rays, from a blackened sun

Yeah I got a little older man I feel so pessimistic
My minds fucking with me
Im just waiting for the next trick

Never thought I'd hate myself but lets get realistic
I won't ever change til I can muster up ambition

To be something different
Than who I am now

One day I'll make it to the top
And finally see through the clouds

But until then, this building I'm in is a wreck
It tips and it crumbles til there's not much left but

I'll be alright
I'll be just fine

If I can manage to get over this
Everyday apocalypse

Running from the radiation
I can't find no shelter
I'll manage to get over this
Everyday apocalypse

Running from the radiation
I can't find no shelter