Half Step Down

I am a happy nihilist, no absolute truth does exist

When I decide to shake my fist, I only got myself to blame

Cause we’re all players and life's the game

I only take what I need, I am so light on my feet

I will not stop or concede, I am not driven by greed

No moral compass for me, it's all just natural feelings

Existence has no meaning, there's no such thing as happy

But late at night when I sleep, I dream of more than I see

There's something burning in me, a driving need to be free,

Why do I sit here and think about the things that I need?

There's nothing left to believe, oh is it all just a dream?

2x

I’ve taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf

But it still hurts like hell to trust nobody else but me

I’ve taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf

But it still hurts like hell to trust nobody else

I used to read everything, I used to need nothing

I put my money on me, I used to be something

Now I can’t sleep, cause I’m not happy

2x

I’ve taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf

But it still hurts like hell to trust nobody else but me

I’ve taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf

But it still hurts like hell to trust nobody else but me

Whoa oh oh...

Why am I haunted by the metaphysical?

Is it a cosmic lie or is it literal?

The books I read that used to free my mind

 Have made me more blind but the truth I’ll find it

I was a happy nihilist

Now I’m wondering why I exist

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