Текст песни
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
fucking
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
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