It's morning and I'm awake
My soul's been chosen not to take
I feel like I've been asleep for years
Rolling out of bed
And then I see the colors
Pressing up on my eyes
And I want to live until I die
It's midday, it's afternoon
Seems like it's gotten here too soon
I'm still in my underwear
Listening to “The Weight�?
It's evening and I'm alive
No bruises or abrasions outside
No bones protruding through my skin
What a wonderful way for the day to end
My soul's been chosen not to take
I feel like I've been asleep for years
Rolling out of bed
And then I see the colors
Pressing up on my eyes
And I want to live until I die
It's midday, it's afternoon
Seems like it's gotten here too soon
I'm still in my underwear
Listening to “The Weight�?
It's evening and I'm alive
No bruises or abrasions outside
No bones protruding through my skin
What a wonderful way for the day to end