Classic Crime (The)

The Happy Nihlist
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? I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf But it still hurts like h*ll to trust nobody else but me 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 I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf But it still hurts like h*ll 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? Letras de cancionesThe 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 I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the shelf But it still hurts like h*ll to trust nobody else but me From Letras Mania