I live my life in a haze
How do you get through every day
Lucid and aware of your crimes?
How can you taste it all the time?
I am going on strike
You all have nothing to offer me
Laid awake this morning, I couldn't get up
Spent last night getting all fucked up
Looked in the mirror, I couldn't breathe
When I saw what was looking back at me
I am going on strike
You all seem to be through with me
Anyway
You say I'm living in denial
Now you got me on witch trial
You'll never ever get me to admit
I'm sleeping in a bed of shit
I'm happy dancing in the dark
Watch out for whose face you mark
Trudging through your cold gray lives -
Maybe I'm dying, but at least I'm alive
I am going on strike
You all have nothing to offer me
Anyway