We all love to cry It's a natural philosophy We're all gonna die Read about atrocity If it makes you feel some kind of way (How's my brain? Doing fine) If it makes you feel you're ready for the truth All I see is bad news All that seems to shine All I see is bad news All I see is my life We all feel alone Be my own adversity We all seem to roam Somebody got it worse than me If it makes you feel some kind of way (How's my brain? Doing fine) If it makes you red and filled with hate (How's my brain? I'm not great) If it makes you feel you're ready for the truth All I see is bad news All that seems to shine All I see is bad news All I see is my life Cause it never seems what it's like It never seems what I believe It never seems what I believe is true All I see is bad news All I see is my life All I see is bad news All I feel is bad news On my brain is bad news