Champagne (While It All Goes South)

I think I'm running out of patience I gotta stop playing for the crowd Non-existent in the present, only sleep when there's a cloud Overthinking everything I'm too self centred now Watch me enter my simulation and I'll still hate it Time to call my bluff, watch me fuck this up I know this lie they're always selling me The author always seems so unhappy (unhappy) Pass the pen I'll write my plot, I won't be someone I'm not Still got the world to see and so much more to fuck up My old man tells me not to lose touch with the ones I used to talk shit with at lunch They tell me all about their lives And how they gave it up to be the heir Yeah, I nodded along, though I smiled; I didn't care I know this lie they're always selling me The author always seems so unhappy (unhappy) Pass the pen I'll write my plot, I won't be someone I'm not Still got the world to see and so much more to fuck up We'll find our way out There is no need to run Lie on the ground, watch the time pass by What is this song about? I don't know the way out Let's find our way out There is no need to run Drinking champagne while it all goes south I watched as time passed me by I know this lie they're always selling me The author always seems so unhappy (unhappy) Pass the pen I'll write my plot, I won't be someone I'm not Still got the world to see and so much more to fuck up