[Lyric] Downslope (Brahms' Third Racket)

I used to have a life
As a haberdasher
I spent my evenings as a
Vapid party crasher
And now the store is closed
The jackets gather dust
We all got sick inside
Pauper to the upper crust

Downslope
We fought the good fight
With a broken microscope
Downslope
We ran uphill
And now we’re running out of hope

I used to spend the day
Fretting over sizes
But now a microscopic storm
Slowly rises
I can’t take anymore
Anymore of this
I need you in my arms
I need your lips to kiss
Downslope
We fought thе good fight
With a broken microscope
Downslope
Who took thе safety net
From below the tightrope?