Misery Index

[Verse]
Humming Status, Singing quo
Dressed for sitting at home
A TV winter as I measure my significance

[Verse]
Disappointed, I’m disjointed
The past is a mess, the futures a trainwreck
I said “fuck it” and went for a dip

[Pre-Chorus]
It keeps coming and I'm swinging
Keeps pulling me under but I’m still swimming

[Chorus]
Is this it?
Am I a footnote on an endnote of a circle?
No
This is bullshit
An empty warehouse like a church on Monday morning
Quiet. Silenced now

[Verse]
Guilty pleasures carefully measured
Put on a face that allows for a raise
But the thrill of the chase moves my eyes to the suitcase

[Verse]
Conversations, we can have them
For now I’m content | surrounded by champions
Not the worry of what will be next

[Pre-Chorus]
It keeps coming and I'm swinging
It’s pulling me under but I’m still swimming

[Chorus]
Is this it?
Am I a footnote on an endnote of a circle?
No
This is bullshit!
I'm an empty warehouse like a church on Monday morning
Quiet. Silenced now
Quiet. Silence