my life is dull 

it's so contemptible 

and you're so strange 

there's just so much to change 

but i'll keep on breathing anyway 

keep on breathing anyway 

keep on breathing anyway 



my life is numb 

somewhat lesser when i bum 

and i'm no good 

even if it's understood 

that i'll keep on seething anyway 

keep on seething anyway 

keep on seething anyway 



who needs today 

wishing it away 

you made a mess of me 



my life is framed 

with autobiographical acclaim 

and you're so odd 

you must be a messenger from god 



but i'll keep on unbelieving anyway 

cause i'd rather get high on a sunday 

keep unbelieving anyway 

way 

way