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 I never been afraid to dissapoint Used to pray, but what's 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 mind's fucking with me I'm just waiting for the next trick Never thought I'd hate myself but let's 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 apocolypse 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