text: So can you tell me what youve got inside
  Well, is it all those fears that you hide?
  Cause its all messed up now in my mind
  Tell me how you think youd find
  Your uninhabited piece of mind
  You always gotta pray for the pessimist
  And these days seem the strangest existence
  Now make way and obey all the best of us
  Before they just eat you alive
  No explanation, greatest of ease, no hesitation
  You alive
  Desperation, like a disease, justification
  Den of thieves
  Cut you down a bit to size
  You know theres no way out or to survive
  You always gotta pray for the pessimist
  And these days seem the strangest existence
  Now make way and obey all the best of us
  Before they just eat you alive