CHRONICALLY CAUTIOUS Songtext
von Braden Bales
CHRONICALLY CAUTIOUS Songtext
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 f-king 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
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 f-king 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
Writer(s): Braden Bales, Chandler Austyn Eggleston, Todd Tran, Zachery Rand Smith, Cameron Anthony Becker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
