Lyrics
I won t listen anymore, it s pathways have more muscle than the fleeting joys of life
I ve spent too much of my life angry about being angry, it s all in the appraisal
I won t listen anymore, heartbeats like echoes of this pulsing life
But wired to find all my flaws, this feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie Cire, dysphoria blinds
pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes
Dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, it feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive
This feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie, it s a waste of my time
Radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind, pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes In, radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind
Gaining insight, seeking confidence
Gaining insight, radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind Cire, it s a waste of my time
i feel open wide
It feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive, i feel open wide, keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds
my thoughts are chemical mistakes and i am my own crime
Dysphoria blinds, seeking confidence, dopamine remains in short supply in short supply
Pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes, i won t listen anymore
sad because i m sad
Dysphoria blinds, keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds, sad because i m sad
it s all in the appraisal
But wired to find all my flaws, my thoughts are chemical mistakes and i am my own crime
Dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, it s a waste of my time
It feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive, it feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive
Keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds, i feel open wide
It feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive, but wired to find all my flaws Appraisal, it s a waste of my time
i won t listen anymore
I ve spent too much of my life angry about being angry, it s all in the appraisal, i feel open wide
Pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes, sad because i m sad, it feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive
keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds
Seeking confidence, dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, my thoughts are chemical mistakes and i am my own crime
It s a waste of my time, it s a waste of my time
Dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, if i may assert so much In, pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes
But wired to find all my flaws, it s pathways have more muscle than the fleeting joys of life
Seeking confidence, pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes
this feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie
but wired to find all my flaws
sad because i m sad
If i may assert so much, dysphoria blinds, heartbeats like echoes of this pulsing life
Gaining insight, dysphoria blinds
But wired to find all my flaws, heartbeats like echoes of this pulsing life
I ve spent too much of my life angry about being angry, sad because i m sad, dopamine remains in short supply in short supply
Dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind
Dopamine remains in short supply in short supply, my thoughts are chemical mistakes and i am my own crime Cire, it s a waste of my time
radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind
it feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive
dopamine remains in short supply in short supply
pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes
Radiating warmth through me and quieting my mind, it s all in the appraisal, it s all in the appraisal
If i may assert so much, pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes All, but wired to find all my flaws
I won t listen anymore, keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds, pessimism sweats out my skin and gets into my eyes
sad because i m sad
It s all in the appraisal, it s pathways have more muscle than the fleeting joys of life, keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds
keeping me afloat for a while as stability unwinds
seeking confidence
my thoughts are chemical mistakes and i am my own crime
this feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie
This feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie, dopamine remains in short supply in short supply
it feels more true than hope and it s more able to survive
this feedback loop tripped on and off like a big blaring lie
gaining insight
It s a waste of my time, heartbeats like echoes of this pulsing life
