Every day I wake up on the floor, Another useless day like every other that's come before, I can feel it creeping more and more, Don't think I wanna wake no more, Don't think I wanna live no more, As I press my ear against the floor, A knocking beckons from the barricade on the door, I can hear it pounding more and more, Don't think that I can take no more, Don't think I wanna live no more, green glow, epiCPhoto