I barely get to the graveyard shift on time 

After pulling another grueling nine to five 

I live from credit card to check 

The paper money's whirling by 

And I hardly just, just barely, only just survive 



I'm living on the edge, reality is teetering, my mind is on the brink 



How will I face the day tomorrow if I can't make it through today? 

I got nothing left to lose, but my sanity and the right to go insane 

I got nothing left to lose, but my mind 

I got nothing left to choose, so I think I'll go insane 



My stomach aches from insufficient funds 

My cheeks are gaunt, my guts are overdrawn 

My head pounds, starvation's given me the shakes 

Too much squalor, too much pressure, and now I'm getting pissed 



I'm living on the edge, reality is teetering, my mind is on the brink