First World Struggler

Sweating it out in your bedroom
You got a fever?
Let it break on through

Sober blood pumping straight to
A heart the size of something
Deep and blue

You got nothing to break
Break your noose
This life means nothing
But it's my nothing to lose

Nothing to lose

If everything happens for a reason
Then fuck God
Just keep on dreaming

Sober blood pumping, I'm believing
In a heart the size of something
Circular and beating

You got nothing to break
Break your noose
This life means nothing
But it's my nothing

You got nothing to prove
Cut you loose
This life means nothing
But it's our nothing to lose

Nothing to lose
Nothing to lose
Nothing to lose
Nothing, nothing

I'm not a rockstar



Credits
Writer(s): Trace Cowen
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