[Verse 1]
I sit alone contemplating
What is missing inside me
I desperately try to remember
A life that's not meant to be
I meditate
And try to recapture
Some sense of reality
In our world
[Verse 2]
When I look around
I see numb empty faces
The world is waiting to die
And this apathy
Is so suffocating
The slow decay of my mind
[Bridge]
I've searched the world
For someone with answers
To questions that are plaguing me
I scream in vain
At anyone who'll listen
But everybody's watchin' TV
[Outro]
Is anyone alive?
Am I lost in a world
Where nothing matters?
Am I lost in a world
Where no one cares?
Is anyone alive?
Is anyone alive?
Are we lost in a world
Where nothing matters?
Are we lost in a world
Where no one cares?
Is anyone alive?
Is anyone alive?
Television was written by Stabbing Westward.
Television was produced by Ed Buller & Stabbing Westward.
Stabbing Westward released Television on Tue May 22 2001.