NOTHING HAPPENS (feat. Jess Hall & sownbones)
We all die
But the goal isn't to live forever
The goal is to create something that will
Something that will persist and exist in this world long after we are gone
But what happens if our creation becomes undone?
Now, there's a lot of privilege in being able to exist without the fear or thought of death
And pride takes control when we think we've got it all figured out
That sort of reality check is helpful when you forget where you stand
That said - no fear of dying keeps me alive
The fear of failure, however - can be debilitating
And the things that feel right only last for so long
No matter what happens, death could come at any time
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Only death is real
It's the only guarantee we're given in this life
When I was young I learned that everyone I loved would fade to gray
I didn't question it much until I experienced my first loss
They've been stacked up ever since
So I have a much better understanding of death these days
I know that death could come at any time
So I feel like I gotta keep one eye looking over my shoulder
Cuz I know it's gonna get harder - harder and harder as I get older
Anxiety swirls and swarms around me like a typhoon
Ready to make contact with land
And I'm unprepared to face the reality that someday I'll be gone
Someday I'll be gone
Someday I'll be gone
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
I've come to terms with my imperfections
So I won't deny that I've played a part in my own undoing
It's just that I know how hard it is to put everything into something
And then feel like you've got nothing to show for it
I've come to terms with my mortality
That acknowledgement doesn't stop me from living life on my terms
Because there's only so much I can change before I don't know who I am anymore
Nothing happens for a reason
And I'm learning to be okay with that
It honestly makes no difference whether I live or die -
I just don't wanna be remembered for my weakness, fear, or pride
I don't wanna be remembered for my insecurities or lies
Honestly, death may be the only absolute freedom I can find
Maybe this will get sorted out tomorrow
I tend to get a little caught up in the context
Adding more words and scenarios instead of embracing the silence
I fill the voids with impatience and noise at the fear of simply disappearing
If I'm not the center of attention for one fucking moment
So yeah - I get stuck in my head and often wish I were dead
But I face the world with a smile
Since that's more comfortable for everyone else
Because it's easy to convince people you are okay
If they don't have to hear what rattles you in the private silence of your own making
After all, death comes over us like no surprise
I just don't wanna be remembered for my weakness, fear, or pride
I don't wanna be remembered for my insecurities or lies
Nothing happens for a reason, nothing happens for a reason
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
WE JUST END
And I'm learning to be okay with that
But the goal isn't to live forever
The goal is to create something that will
Something that will persist and exist in this world long after we are gone
But what happens if our creation becomes undone?
Now, there's a lot of privilege in being able to exist without the fear or thought of death
And pride takes control when we think we've got it all figured out
That sort of reality check is helpful when you forget where you stand
That said - no fear of dying keeps me alive
The fear of failure, however - can be debilitating
And the things that feel right only last for so long
No matter what happens, death could come at any time
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
Only death is real
It's the only guarantee we're given in this life
When I was young I learned that everyone I loved would fade to gray
I didn't question it much until I experienced my first loss
They've been stacked up ever since
So I have a much better understanding of death these days
I know that death could come at any time
So I feel like I gotta keep one eye looking over my shoulder
Cuz I know it's gonna get harder - harder and harder as I get older
Anxiety swirls and swarms around me like a typhoon
Ready to make contact with land
And I'm unprepared to face the reality that someday I'll be gone
Someday I'll be gone
Someday I'll be gone
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tomorrow
I've come to terms with my imperfections
So I won't deny that I've played a part in my own undoing
It's just that I know how hard it is to put everything into something
And then feel like you've got nothing to show for it
I've come to terms with my mortality
That acknowledgement doesn't stop me from living life on my terms
Because there's only so much I can change before I don't know who I am anymore
Nothing happens for a reason
And I'm learning to be okay with that
It honestly makes no difference whether I live or die -
I just don't wanna be remembered for my weakness, fear, or pride
I don't wanna be remembered for my insecurities or lies
Honestly, death may be the only absolute freedom I can find
Maybe this will get sorted out tomorrow
I tend to get a little caught up in the context
Adding more words and scenarios instead of embracing the silence
I fill the voids with impatience and noise at the fear of simply disappearing
If I'm not the center of attention for one fucking moment
So yeah - I get stuck in my head and often wish I were dead
But I face the world with a smile
Since that's more comfortable for everyone else
Because it's easy to convince people you are okay
If they don't have to hear what rattles you in the private silence of your own making
After all, death comes over us like no surprise
I just don't wanna be remembered for my weakness, fear, or pride
I don't wanna be remembered for my insecurities or lies
Nothing happens for a reason, nothing happens for a reason
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
Nothing happens for a reason
We just end, we just end
WE JUST END
And I'm learning to be okay with that
Credits
Writer(s): Craig Bidiman
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