Living in a coffin state of mind and having no time for oneself
Often would lead to suicide by design, it ruins everything it can
A-P-O-P-K-A is a town not far away from my city's lines
Our racist mayor is voted there back to serve in every term, it ain't no lie
And I don't know why I bother trying to carry on
It's like there is someone out there trying to prove me wrong
Local rag "The Chief" proclaims "A sex offender's found," It's front page news
Before the trail, evidence, testimony are in place, it's front page news
One kid kills himself, it's over shame, the Christian press goes off again
Printing a Jesus parable on page 18 recounting lost souls of the damned
And I don't know why I bother trying to carry on
It's like there is someone out there trying to prove me wrong
And I don't know why I bother trying to carry on
It's like there is someone out there trying to prove me wrong
Why I bother trying to carry on
It's like there is someone out there trying to prove me wrong
And I don't know why I bother trying to carry on
It's like there is someone out there trying to prove me wrong
It's like the whole town lives in a coffin state of mind
It's like the whole town lives in a coffin