Toast To The Extras Lyrics - Volume 8: The Threat Is Real - Anthrax

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