Everyone I know is tired
Everyone I know is wired
To machines, it's obscene
I'll just scream til it don't hurt no more

Everyone I know is happy
But everyone I know is napping
Half the day, thrown away
But I can't find the thrill anymore

Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on, I wanna go on
Maybe I'm not sure
I wanna go on at all

Everyone I know is funny
But jokes don't make us money
Sell our rage, buy and trade
But we still cry for free every day

Everyone I know is bored
But everyone I know is floored
Crawl around, on the ground
Let the sound of your blood lead the way

My desire is contagious