Existential

(Ta-ra-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra, ra-ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra) I sleep with the sound on I fill empty conversations with words There's always somebody I pass the time with, but I still wonder Why is the sky blue? Doing my walk on the moon I think I'm losing my mind 'Cause I keep falling through the black holes in cycles It's a never-ending tightrope, oh, well And I'm friends with existential, nothing special 'Cause I'm used to feeling awkward as hell (Ta-ra-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra) I wanna shout from the rooftops Like I haven't got a care in the world 'Cause maybe I'd find out (maybe I'd find out) That I'm not quite so alone when I'm thinking Why is the sky blue? Doing my walk on the moon I think I'm losing my mind 'Cause I keep falling through the black holes in cycles It's a never-ending tightrope, oh, well And I'm friends with existential, nothing special 'Cause I'm used to feeling awkward as hell I'm holding on inside my mind But it gets hard from time to time Oh, I'm holding on inside my mind But it gets hard 'Cause I keep falling through the black holes It's a never-ending tightrope, oh, well And I'm going through the cycles Feeling existential as hell (Ta-ra-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra, ra-ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra-ra, ta-ra-ra, ra-ra) (Ta-ra-ra, ta-ra, ra-ra-ra)