A Llama Eats A Giraffe (and Vice Versa) Lyrics - No Sir, Nihilism Is Not Practical - Showbread

I'm nauseous, or maybe just inspired 

So truthful, I begin to tire 

No less than everything 

No haiku, no paper packaged thing 

Patronized you harmonize, a thorax rattles so 

Like idealistic jargon every self respecting hopeful should to know 

I know the road to everything 

I know it goes right off a cliff 

I know the road to everything 

I know it goes right off a cliff 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Sympathy I do indeed intake in bulk amounts 

For reasoning obscure it seems to numerous to count 

So it goes the lesser chose to crawl through narrow gates 

Bulimic thin the winding road now empties into lakes 

A pulse is found, and so we drown, and sing for this duration 

From rows and rows of teeth we're spared, these artery serrations 

I know the road to everything 

I know it goes right off a cliff 

I know the road to everything 

I know it goes right off a cliff 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Emptiness, I must impress upon you in it's granger 

My stagnant heart, it comes apart, as selfishness demands her 

To sound a note from scores I wrote and offer them unto thee 

For melodies now synthesized, your love it lives within me 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever 

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing is forever