Exist

All my friends are dead-end-job writers Pulling video game all nighters The ignorance of their potential Walking with their pants around their ankles Talking this on themselves I join the conversation and spell The words of their subconscious I'm obnoxious and the best of friends I meet them down at the cool kids club Share with them the current drug Mix in my pride with the misery Purgatory energy One lacks ambition One is on a mission One shakes his head at the college kids wishing Dreams are for body bags I feel safe in thrift store tags No my parents won't put my picture on the fridge But my Minecraft house is sick And my friends know I exist Is it enough to just exist Is it enough to just exist Don't need a Wikipedia page about my accolades Piles of the deals I've made No 20 year bonus Don't even know where my phone is Can someone call it Can anyone control this Chaos in motion Plans set in Stonehenge Me, I'm a tourist of tradition Many have been and died and done it all over again I know how this ends I know chaos wins So I've joined forces, we're friends Is it enough to just exist?