[Verse]
I was so deeply pleased to pause this life
I think I jinxed this world and caused this strife
Yes I longed so long for fewer nouns
I longed so well the world shut down

[Chorus]
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choice

[Verse]
Touché I say and Mazel Tov
To the kind of ride that you can’t get off
Yes, can’t, that is, until you must
You win I give in unless I trust

[Chorus]
And now the kettle is calling the pot black
And I call you virus but you don’t call me back
So I just keep listening to my own voice
In the echo chamber of my choicе

[Outro]
I was so deeply pleased to pause this lifе