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