Bloomington Cutters - Misery Index

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★ Verse ★
Humming Status, Singing quo
Dressed for sitting at home
A TV winter as I measure my significance

★ Verse ★
Disappointed, I’m disjointed
The past is a mess, the futures a trainwreck
I said “fuck it” and went for a dip

★ Pre-Chorus ★
It keeps coming and I'm swinging
Keeps pulling me under but I’m still swimming

★ Chorus ★
Is this it?
Am I a footnote on an endnote of a circle?
No
This is bullshit
An empty warehouse like a church on Monday morning
Quiet. Silenced now

★ Verse ★
Guilty pleasures carefully measured
Put on a face that allows for a raise
But the thrill of the chase moves my eyes to the suitcase

★ Verse ★
Conversations, we can have them
For now I’m content surrounded by champions
Not the worry of what will be next

★ Pre-Chorus ★
It keeps coming and I'm swinging
It’s pulling me under but I’m still swimming

★ Chorus ★
Is this it?
Am I a footnote on an endnote of a circle?
No
This is bullshit!
I'm an empty warehouse like a church on Monday morning
Quiet. Silenced now
Quiet. Silence

Release Date: January 31, 2018

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The song "Bloomington Cutters - Misery Index" reflects on feelings of disappointment, disconnection, and existential questioning. The lyrics touch on themes of insignificance, past mistakes, and uncertain futures. The singer expresses a sense of disillusionment and frustration, questioning their place in the world. Despite feeling overwhelmed, they continue to persevere and push forward. The chorus captures a sense of emptiness and quiet despair, likening their state of mind to an empty warehouse on a quiet Monday morning. Overall, the song conveys a sense of struggle and inner turmoil, while also hinting at a glimmer of resilience and determination.

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