The Right to Go Insane

I barely get to the graveyard shift on time After pulling another gruelling 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've 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 How will I face the day tomorrow If I can't make it through today? I've 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