Nothing Really Matters
The years keep changing
And nothing really matters
We're all nihilists now
And we all got hepatis
And we're making the rounds
We're coming into your town
And we're gonna build a new health food store
I don't know how I can help you understand
She stuck a fork in daddy's shoulder
And we did the rest
You want to come here, I can show you on my phone
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
These days are draining and nothing really matters
We're all royalty now and we all got diabetes
And we're standing our ground
We're huddled up in a crouch
To ward off the invasion of punk ass DJs
I don't know how I can help you understand
We stuck a fork into the ground and waited 10,000 years
You want to come here, we can listen on the radio
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
The years keep changing and nothing really matters
We're in recovery now, a bunch of washed up alcoholics
And we're grinding it out
We're throwing pills in our mouths
To ward off the invasion of long lost weekends
I don't know how I can help you understand
We'd do it over and over and over again
You want to come here, we can listen on my phone
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
And nothing really matters
We're all nihilists now
And we all got hepatis
And we're making the rounds
We're coming into your town
And we're gonna build a new health food store
I don't know how I can help you understand
She stuck a fork in daddy's shoulder
And we did the rest
You want to come here, I can show you on my phone
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
These days are draining and nothing really matters
We're all royalty now and we all got diabetes
And we're standing our ground
We're huddled up in a crouch
To ward off the invasion of punk ass DJs
I don't know how I can help you understand
We stuck a fork into the ground and waited 10,000 years
You want to come here, we can listen on the radio
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
The years keep changing and nothing really matters
We're in recovery now, a bunch of washed up alcoholics
And we're grinding it out
We're throwing pills in our mouths
To ward off the invasion of long lost weekends
I don't know how I can help you understand
We'd do it over and over and over again
You want to come here, we can listen on my phone
It says we're damaged, but that's just life
Besides, it's hard to know what is even real
We're invisible, which only goes to show
No one gives a damn what you feel
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Writer(s): Wilson Getchell
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