Chronically Cautious
I gamble big for the smallest part, I know it's not
Enough to change what's been going on, but it's all I've got
I misjudge and switch up from target to target
Miscalculate what it is that I wanted
Swimming in circles in search of substance
In shallow waters that give me nothing
How can optimists be cynical?
So if I'm honest, I think I'm beginnin' 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 that's typical
Can't 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 in, I can't find home
I'm an optimist who's cynical
(That's f-king miserable)
So if I'm honest, I think I'm beginnin' 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
Enough to change what's been going on, but it's all I've got
I misjudge and switch up from target to target
Miscalculate what it is that I wanted
Swimming in circles in search of substance
In shallow waters that give me nothing
How can optimists be cynical?
So if I'm honest, I think I'm beginnin' 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 that's typical
Can't 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 in, I can't find home
I'm an optimist who's cynical
(That's f-king miserable)
So if I'm honest, I think I'm beginnin' 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
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Becker, Zach Smith, Chandler Eggleston, Braden Bales, Todd Tran
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