I keep my habits and my fears well fed

I take my coffee with existential dread

Pre-packaged sandwiches and substance abuse

Don't need a helping hand from fatalist news

Watch my red lines, they're moving again like a descending sunset

Where you can dance off the existential dread

I take my tablets like a new Eucharist

This cult of optimism feels like a glitch

The sky is swelling with the fear it emits

It's gonna overflow like urinal piss

I get the glitch and sweep it under the bed with the compulsions and dread

And I just dance off the existential dread