New consoles hooked up to tvs by trendy dog with sunglasses Lyrics

Its so hard to find the right words
Why no one's truly safe here
I concur
We aren't promised tomorrow id say

Well good luck to you
Well good luck to you
Well good luck to you

Its weird
I've been staring at this flannel in my closet
When won't I need it anymore?

Its been surreal these past few weeks
I feel so disconnected from my body
Its this something, a concept i can't grasp

Do we have time to be sentimental
Or am I making it up
I'll get this out of the way for you
I never really wanted to succeed
I never thought it was worth the effort
Its fine to settle for average
Well, to me anyway