The Happy Nihilist Lyrics - Vagabonds - The Classic Crime

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 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 used to 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 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 

Woah oh, oh 

Woah oh, oh 

Woah oh, oh 

Woah oh, oh 

Woah 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 

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 

Woah oh, oh