See It Coming by Bacchae Lyrics

Optimize your leisure
Don’t forget its purpose
Giving into simple pleasure
Is the pursuit of the worthless

See it coming!
Feel it haunt you!
Get into it!

I can’t find my passion;
Everyday I’m failing
Working every night and weekend:
Always spending, never saving

See it coming!
Feel it haunt you!
Pleasure vision!
Let it hurt you!

Open up now, listen;
Get inside it, slowly
Live up to this vision
Hide your youthful worry
Pleasure vision’s got me;
Wrapped around its finger
Why does it feel so good
To live so bad?
Vanity is praised here;
Synergistic, scale it;
I don’t fit in with this market
I’m not part of this aesthetic

See it coming
Feel it haunt you
Pleasure vision
Let it hurt you

Open up now, listen;
Get inside it, slowly
Live up to this vision
Hide your youthful worry
Pleasure vision’s got me;
Wrapped around its finger
Why does it feel so good
To live so bad?

Why does it feel so good?
Why does it feel so good?
To live so bad?