So I stumble through the streets Looking in dumpsters for treats Searching for some humanity in all this fucking calamity How much money would I need to see a doctor When i got the liquor store around the corner How many pills would I need to feel ok Deranged nihilistic tendencies Like the carcinogenic air we breathe Deranged nihilistic tendencies Slowly killing me Everyday it gets easier To drown deeper I'd rather puke every morning Than take a pill every night