Every silver lining has a dark cloud at its heart

And you can face it every day or say “Whatever”

Your life’s an ugly mess, there’s a stain on your party dress

You’re emotionally impaired but somehow you don’t care

You say “Whatever”

Turn your head away there’s no reason to be taken

By the disarray - We are real Epicureans at heart

While the monsters play we can fly above the oceans

Where the blue mundane and beautiful controls are poles apart

And the stars shine on when the time has come

We can look the other way

Feel the warm embrace of a self-induced hypnosis

Like a fall from grace – to escape into delusions of our own

When the fear sets in let the fun begin, turn a blind eye

Maybe thinking in the positive brings change

Take a pill to chill when you need a thrill

And the sadness surely fades

You can disengage your righteous rage, maybe all will be undone

It’s a bifurcation simulation - Look what we’ve become

Every silver lining has a dark cloud at its heart

And you can face it every day or say “Whatever”

Whatever – Whatever

But somehow you don’t care you say “Whatever”