It's seething, but I'm breathing
Disappointment, but I'm fortunate
To be living in this pattern
Of privilege not yet shattered
What a world where a wasteland is a wonderful place to be!
It's seething, but I'm breathing
Oh, I see
Why did I sell my soul to you?
And give my very all to who?
Oh yeah, to avoid a wasteful privileged life
And everything is over before it starts
Put it all together just to watch it fall apart
Why did I sell my soul to you?
And give my very all to who?
Oh yeah, to avoid a wasteful privileged life
And even the future becomes the past
Everything is repeated, but nothing ever lasts