Outlook Not So Good

 
Problem and problem, 1, 2, 3
One and done, I am still here all alone
Never truly free, just a soul in a cage
Awake in a world where everyone sleeps

Walking back down Reminiscent Street, people crying about the end
"To survive," they all say, "All you need is faith for the 8-Ball."

All my friends say the same old thing
Talk to the Magic 8-Ball, the only
Answer
I heard
Was always just "Outlook not so good"
All these people wasting their time
Praying to their Magic 8-Ball
All I
Hear back
Is always just "Outlook not so good"

Sometimes I think that some faith would be nice
But break it all down, it just makes zero sense
Inside their idol, blue blood, D20
All of my suffering, a dice rolled by fate

Walking back down Reminiscent Street, people think I need saving
"To survive" they all say, "All you need is faith for the 8-Ball."

All my friends say the same old thing
Talk to the Magic 8-Ball, the only
Answer
I heard
Was always just "Outlook not so good"
All these people wasting their time
Praying to their Magic 8-Ball
All I
Hear back
Is always just "Outlook not so good"

Don't tell me to change
Because I'm not able to be what you want me to be
To put my faith in floating dice
That were loaded from the start

All my friends say the same old thing
Talk to the Magic 8-Ball, the only
Answer
I heard
Was always just "Outlook not so good"
All these people wasting their time
Praying to their Magic 8-Ball
All I
Hear back
Is always just "Outlook not so good"
...
All my outcomes aren't so good