No obligations, no commitments No respect and no conviction No plans for the future No looking back and no ambition No common sense No idea what the fuck I'm supposed to do No control and no manners No reason why I should have to tell you I'm living in a hollow shell Is it possible to die when you're already in hell? My uncertainty is everlasting and perennial Because I'm a millennial No direction, no hope for me No sense in trying to save my sorry ass No way I'll ever make it out alive Not the slightest chance I'll ever last No getting through to me No way that I'll wake up and get my life together No sense in anything When everything happens for no reason whatsoever For every single failing industry you've blamed me for killing I pay with expectations that I'm not fulfilling I'm living in a hollow shell It's impossible to die 'cause I'm already in hell My anxiety is leveled every day by chemicals I'm living in a hollow shell It's impossible to die when you're already in hell My uncertainty is everlasting and perennial Because I'm a millennial