Everyone’s a Junkie Our Lady Peace

I'm not waiting for the answers
On a Sunday afternoon
I'm just too drunk to remember
Why I always slip through

The drugs and fake ambition
Have been helping me to hide
But it's the endless television
That has kept me inside

Where does it stop?
Where does it end?
Where do we go?
Why am I always complaining?

I can be good
I can be bad
I can be loved
But everything's gone black
You're looking for that sun
You're looking for that light
Lonely
You're not the only one to feel this way
Black
You're looking for that sun
You're looking for that light
Lonely
You're not the only one to feel this way
Big green monkey
Everyone's a unkie