I am in caps lock
You are in lowercase
My life is awesome
Your life is a hellscape
I am a suitcase
You are a worn-out suitcase
My life is a greatscape
And your life, well, it's a hellscape
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
I am a crisp twenty
You are a dirty penny
Dropped on the ground long ago, and no one bothered to pick you up
Slowly, you will erode, and after thousands of years, eventually return to the earth
The technical term for this is your life is a hellscape
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
Your entire existence is a wet February, standing outside, waiting for the bus
A car drives by and covers you in slush
Look in the window of that car, I'm driving
And inside, I'm listening to this song
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
Your life is a hellscape, hellscape
Your life is an immutable hellscape
Your life is a living nightmare hellscape
You cannot escape this hellscape
Your entire existence is a hellscape