Worriers - Cruel Optimist Lyrics

Worriers – Cruel Optimist Lyrics

They hold spite, so hold up with life
Seen around bad habits and trap me up for size
Hollow words, lip service from you
No one held a gun to your head
You were chosen few

But what doesn’t kill you
Just makes you a mess
But no one ever wants to tell you that

Another life, you could’ve lived
To weave another thread to reel me in
But your heart’s not where your mouth is
But the price is mine to pay

Your turned up words has proven useless
I go beside, out of your way
But, what doesn’t kill you
Just makes you a mess
But no one ever wants to tell you that

Fair leads to nothing
Friends believe I’m fighting still
Bare me minimum
What I need to do
Don’t know how to push through this
I used to be an optimist

Bare minimum
What I need to do
Don’t know how to push through this
I used to be an optimist

[Lyrics to Cruel Optimist by Worriers]