CHRONICALLY CAUTIOUS - Stripped
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โฑ๏ธ 2:42 duration
๐ ID: 10231097
๐ Lyrics
I gamble big for the smallest part, I know it's not
Enough to change what's been going
But it's all I 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, they give me nothing
How can optimists be cynical?
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded serial stressor, 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 the 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
As my reality's fading, I guess it'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
And traffic I'm trapped in, I can't find home
I'm an optimist who's cynical
(Now that's fucking miserable)
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded, serial stressor, I'm sitting nauseous
Panic on a loop in my head
I'm chronically cautious
How could I get off this?
To keep it simple
I think I've been willingly following every impulse
Picturing the future, then tossing it out the window
Suffocate the fire I started right when it kindles
Passionate but fickle
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded, serial stressor, I'm sitting nauseous
Panic on a loop in my head
I'm chronically cautious
How could 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
But it's all I 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, they give me nothing
How can optimists be cynical?
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded serial stressor, 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 the 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
As my reality's fading, I guess it'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
And traffic I'm trapped in, I can't find home
I'm an optimist who's cynical
(Now that's fucking miserable)
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded, serial stressor, I'm sitting nauseous
Panic on a loop in my head
I'm chronically cautious
How could I get off this?
To keep it simple
I think I've been willingly following every impulse
Picturing the future, then tossing it out the window
Suffocate the fire I started right when it kindles
Passionate but fickle
So, if I'm honest
I think I'm beginning to question how much I want this
Overloaded, serial stressor, I'm sitting nauseous
Panic on a loop in my head
I'm chronically cautious
How could 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