Текст песни New Rock Bottom - Eleventyseven

I guess the rumors are true
My days of making out with optimism are through
There's not a dream I've had
That has not gone bad
When I handed it to you
So just you wait for the next big something
You've never seen me care so little

'Cause I'm a dyed in the wool cynic
If there's a new rock bottom then I'm gonna hit it
So answer the call, become friends with the fall

Say what you mean
It feels like freedom is the new slavery
Maybe it's just my curse to assume the worst
While I chase a better me
So just you wait for the next big something
You've never seen me care so little

'Cause I'm a dyed in the wool cynic
If there's a new rock bottom then I'm gonna hit it
So answer the call, become friends with the fall

The doors might be locked
But I won't let that stop me from leavin'
I've got a glass half empty
But that won't stop me from drinkin'
The doors might be locked
But I won't let that stop me from leavin'
I've got a glass half empty
But that won't stop me from drinkin'
So just you wait for the next big something
You've never seen me care so little

'Cause I'm a dyed in the wool cynic
If there's a new rock bottom then I'm gonna hit it
So answer the call, become friends with the fall