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