Again, we'll beg for the smallest part, I know it's not Enough to change what's been going on, but it's all I got I misjudge and switch up, from target to target Miscalculate what it is that I want Swimming in circles, in search of substance In shallow waters, it didn't mean nothing How can an optimist be cynical? So, if I'm honest I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this Overloaded serial stresser, I'm sitting nauseous Panic on a loop in my head, I'm chronically cautious How can I get off this? To keep it simple I think I've been willingly following every impulse Picturing a future, then tossing it out the window Suffocate the fire I started right when it kindles Passionate but fickle The source of my serotonin is only digital 'Cause my reality's fading, I guess it's typical Can switch back, it's mismatched in dopamine Get whiplash, it hits fast, controlling me Swerving in silence, I'm all alone In traffic, I'm trapped and I can't find home I'm an optimist who's cynical (That's fuking miserable) So, if I'm honest I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this Overloaded serial stresser, I'm sitting nauseous Panic on a loop in my head, I'm chronically cautious How can I get off this? To keep it simple I think I've been willingly following every impulse Picturing a future, then tossing it out the window Suffocate the fire I started right when it kindles Passionate but fickle