It's four o' clock
  the t.v.'s on
  my mind is shut off
  and my own thoughts are gone
  I change the channel
  I change my mind
  I change my life
  I wanna leave it all behind
  cause I don't have a mind of my own
  I am influenced by
  everything I see
  and I can't help it now
  everything in my life
  just thinks for me
  can't help this habit
  I'm in love with my disease
  worshiping my idle time
  a life I cannot seize
  trapped by depression
  and I sleep all day
  but xanax, valium, attavan
  makes it all ok
  it's so much more
  than a cry for attention
  no loving hands can sooth this ache
  so much more than a war with the world
  it's my own degradation
  it's my own self hate
  I preach my pessimism
  right out loud to anyone who'll listen
  I'm not afraid to be alive
  I'm afraid to be alone
  late at night my monsters find me
  from under the bed or out of my past
  all alone with nobody to talk to
  sanity gets put to the test
  I close my eyes but I'm still haunted
  sometimes I get too twisted to sleep
  as all my world crumbles all around me
  inspirations become admissions of defeat
  cuz I don't have a mind of my own
  everything in my life just thinks for me