ExDread

Stuck inside my head with that existential dread
You know it'd mean the world to me
If you got me out of bed
See, I've been suffering having all the things I need
With one tiny exception of doing something for anyone
Anyone but me

Once read in a book belief is all it took
To win your friends and arguments despite capitalist crooks
And though there is some truth in this stream of revenue
I couldn't help but hate myself feeling like I couldn't help
Anyone but me
Oh, my friend
Can't you see it's all pretend
Oh, my friend
Can't you see it's all pretend

They got everything it seems
Is it anything you need?
They got everything it seems
Is it anything you need?
They got everything it seems
Is it anything at all?

Now I must admit I would like to write a hit
With romance and repetition but that wouldn't help anyone
Anyone but me



Credits
Writer(s): Dante Cimadamore
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