We never thought we would be so unhappy,
In these here demonic times.
So I said that I wanted
To just be happy
During these next few go rounds.

Pitch black
Panic attacks
Looking over my shoulder
Wondering what's going on.
Can't see the light
At the end of the tunnel.
Am I ever gonna see the sun?
Pitch black. (Seconds away from)

Beautiful, utterly, life that we're living.
Somebody please talk to God.
And if He's listening
Would you please ask him
If he made all this for fun.
'Cause if it's simply a game
And not really
Life as we know it,
I'm done.

Pitch black
Panic attacks
Looking over my shoulder
Wondering what's going on.
Can't see the light
At the end of the tunnel.
Am I ever gonna see the sun?
Pitch black. (Seconds away from)