Nosedive

What you want and what you've got aren't always what you need Spend your time trying to walk a line, seeking serendipity Keep serving your head on a platter expecting loyalty When all you need is a glimpse into a parallel reality Wasted youth is a tragedy when you're in the driver's seat Pray for someone to take control while you ignore your basic needs Stop spinning the wheel with a plan, forget fortuity Nothing quite like a drop of blood to reveal who's circling Forget about the casualties I'm not a fan of subtlety I only wanna help you see Oh, how different it can be I'm so ready to f*ck fortuity I'm so sick of the bruises on my knees I'm so ready to I'm so ready to I'm so sick of the bruises on my knees