Today I woke up feelin’ fine
I recorded a song about webbed feet
When I got in the shower to prepare for my day
I couldn’t believe what my eyes couldn’t see
My eyes couldn’t see anything around
My eyes couldn’t see the shower or my towel
Someone disconnected our electric power
I could tell this was going to be a very long day
I opened the door to let the sunlight in
So I could finish my shower
Washing and planning to call the electric company
Wondering what the problem was
It was an endless ten minutes before I left for work
Drivin’ down the same old streets on the way to my same old fate
When I got to work I rushed in to make a call
I wanted to finish before my shift was on call
They agreed to turn the power back on but
We were gonna have one night of bad luck
My coworkers informed me when I started work
I threw away twenty D-Ram and everyone knows
None of my bosses would look at me or talk to me
All this fuss over an honest mistake
Now I know how it feels to be a killer or a rapist
On top of it all I couldn’t get my machine to run
Worried about the power, my machine, and the missing parts
Worried about my mental stability, and my mechanical ability
Worried about my worries and flurries of fury
I cant stand it, I want it to end
Stop, stop the cycle of repetition
Give me something new to break the cycle
Everyone keeps sayin’ what’s wrong with you
Why cant you smile like the rest of us
We don’t like this life and we don’t like it here
But we make the best of it, and you should try
I don’t know if being miserable makes me happy
Because I become more of a passionate writer
And I don’t know if being happy
Is really what I believe to be happiness
When I get home to my cave of a house
I lit some candles so I could see my nest
I listened to some old songs I had written
And preceded to feel sorry for myself, how pathetic
No psychiatrist knows me better than me
So how can I ever get help
After I start to doze off
After a hellish day of work
My rest is interrupted by road construction
At two in the morning they perform their functions
Jack hammering away to keep me awake
I guess it’s a good way to drag me through another weary day