Lyric Toast to the Extras

Swimming on the surface
It s a hell of a lot safer up here
Ain t prepared to dive
And uncover all my darkest fears
This ain t no covert operation
I don t have that much concentration
Staring at the clock
And my patience is wearing thin
One more down the gullet
Keeps me from jumping out of my skin
I m lost in the fog of contradiction
I toast to the extras
I drink to them cause they don t talk to much
They fill up space and entertain
And when I cut em loose they don t make a fuss
They all add up to zero in my life
They re just here to cure boredom for the night
Now sometimes all this leaves me feeling hallow
That s when I take refuge with my pillow
I m not even ready for confession
That s right