Pessimism As a Point of Pride Video (MV)

I know what Starkey writes
On his arm that red ribbons fly
But it stands that
His weakness rides
On the froth of
Uncertain tides
And I stand high above
Such sanguine lies

I don't know why we try
It all ends the same
An optimistic cry
Leaves us all in shame
That's not my style

Hopeless, we wander on
Our loins soiled by puerile taunts
Lonely, the life is gone
At least our fate is known
Yet hope lingers on
In the hearts of those who
Can't accept what's coming

I don't know why we try
It all ends the same
An optimistic cry
Leaves us all in shame
That's not my style

I don't know why we try
It all ends the same
An optimistic cry
Leaves us all in shame
That's not my style

I know your time
Is holding on by a thread
But we're in our prime
So let go of your dread
Float with me instead
Float with me instead