Stay low, stay miserable Digging ourselves out of a hole We buried ourselves in years ago Speak in ominous tones About the places we once called home The nights spent cursing on telephones Took the bullet train to heck Depression pact in full effect Will we ever get our lives back? We're reaping what we haven't sown While letting out exhausted groans At the whim of one big cosmic joke Are you afraid? Yeah, I'm afraid Of a pact that I once made That I just cannot seem to break Took the bullet train to heck Depression pact in full effect Will we ever get our lives back? Maybe this will all make sense Three years from now while looking back Laugh about it and relax