Pessimist

Hello to desperate days
Can't seem to break away
I'm choking on the headlines
I'm bleeding on the inside

What a boring dystopia
Staring at a blue light in the dark
I tried to recover and took a walk
Escaping my head to escape the war
Apocalypse on my mind
Watch it crumble and rewind
With this ghost town scenery
No sign of an ending in front of me

Hello to desperate days
Can't seem to break away
I'm choking on the headlines
I'm bleeding on the inside
Can't disconnect from my
Anxiety this time
I never really felt like this
When did I become a Pessimist?

Addicted to the cycle
Dopamine-deficient I spiral
Out of any control now
Imbalance me
The program runs
Can't tell, do I feel lost?
Is it worth a try or are we fucked?
Feed me, I'm so fed up
Again I fail to pull the plug

Hello to desperate days
Can't seem to break away
I'm choking on the headlines
I'm bleeding on the inside
Can't disconnect from my
Anxiety this time
I never really felt like this
When did I become a Pessimist?

Can't disconnect from my
Anxiety this time
I never really felt like this
When did I become a Pessimist?



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Zimmermann, Malte Graetsch
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