everything could go wrong in just an instant
and it already could have just right behind our backs / under our noses
It's like a bad sitcom where the universe keeps pulling the rug out from under us, but instead of laughing, we're just left with this lingering sense of unease. We tiptoe around, pretending everything's fine, but deep down, we know it's all a house of cards waiting to collapse. We can't even trust our own senses to detect the impending doom. It's always lurking there, just out of sight, ready to pounce when we least expect it. So yeah, fuck that noise.