Wake

up

to

a

clou-

dy

day

Dark

rolls

in,

and

it

starts

to

rain

Sta-

ring

out

to

the

cage-

like

walls

Time

goes

by

and

the

sha-

dows

crawl

Cru-

shing

can-

dy,

cru-

shing

pills

Got

no

job,

mom

pays

my

bills

Tex-

ting

e-

xes,

get

my

fill

Swea-

ting

bul-

lets,

Net-

flix

chills

World's

out

there

sin-

ging

the

blues

Twen-

ty

more

dead

on

the

eve-

ning

news

Think

to

my-

self:

"Real-

ly,

what's

the

use?"

I'm

just

like

you,

I

was

born

to

lose

Why,

oh,

why

can't

you

just

fix

me?

When

all

I

want's

to

feel

numb

But

the

me-

di-

ca-

tion's

all

gone

Why,

oh,

why

does

God

hate

me?

When

all

I

want's

to

get

high

And

for-

get

this

so-

called

life

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

Can't

wait

to

feel

bet-

ter

than

I

e-

ver

will

At-

tack

that

shit

like

a

kid

on

Be-

nad-

ryl

Chase

it

down

with

a

hope-

ful

smile

Hate

my-

self,

I

can

go

for

miles

They

say

fa-

mi-

ly's

all

you

need

Some-

one

to

trust

who

can

help

you

breathe

In-

hale

that

drug,

but

you

start

to

choke

You

fall

on

the

outs

of

an

in-

side

joke

Why,

oh,

why

can't

you

just

fix

me?

When

all

I

want's

to

feel

numb

But

the

me-

di-

ca-

tion's

all

gone

Why,

oh,

why

does

God

hate

me?

Cause

I've

seen

e-

nough

of

it,

heard

e-

nough

of

it,

felt

e-

nough

of

it

Had

e-

nough

of

it!

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

Me-

di-

cate,

me-

di-

cate

Me-

di-

cate,

me-

di-

cate

Su-

per-

man

is

a

he-

ro

But

on-

ly

when

his

mind

is

clear,

though

He

needs

that

fix

like

the

rest

of

us

So

he's

got

no

fear

when

he

saves

that

bus

All

the

stars

in

the

Hol-

ly-

wood

Hills

Snap-

chat

live

while

they

pop

them

pills

All

those

fla-

vors

of

the

rain-

bow

Too

bad

that

shit

don't

work

though

Your

friends

are

high

right

now

Your

pa-

rents

are

high

right

now

That

hot

chick's

high

right

now

That

cop

is

high

right

now

The

pre-

si-

dent's

high

right

now

Your

priest

is

high

right

now

Eve-

ry-

one's

high

as

fuck

right

now

And

no

one's

e-

ver

co-

ming

down!

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

I

am

so

fric-

kin'

bored

No-

thing

to

do

to-

day

I

guess

I'll

sit

a-

round

and

me-

di-

cate

Me-

di-

cate,

me-

di-

cate

Me-

di-

cate,

me-

di-

cate

Me-

di-

cate