Burnout Dynasty

Stayed up all our youths

For some letters on a page

Like our lives depend on it

Moved on déjà vu

Start a game without a clue

Racing down an endless pit

We live our lives with them mapped out

With silver spoons placed in our mouths

We're a burnout society

High on anxiety

Pleasure and pain go hand in hand

Short-term memory

Work life balance be

Pleasure and pain go hand in hand

We don't post for fun

Every move is choreographed

We tap dance with our fingertips

They don't recognize

That boredom's a currency

Just don't laugh about it please

We're sending darts with our dull eyes

To people who don't realise

We're a burnout society

High on anxiety

Pleasure and pain go hand in hand

Short-term memory

Work life balance be

Pleasure and pain go hand in hand