Cold shoulder, been a cynic since a snotty nose

We just floatin' on a rock, I mean, well, not for long

Yeah, it's nihilistic

I don't deny the shit is probably why I burnt down every fuckin' pot I had to piss in

They say I need religion, I say you keep your distance

I just need a couple dollars and a few prescriptions

Don't you get it twisted

This ain't depression, it's the existential dread, it's different

It's why they die, you miss 'em

It's why I'm drunk and distant, lately feel like something's missin'

And, yeah, I curse the stars and comets, how the fuck we get 'em?

What the fuck's existence? How the fuck you livin'?

Like what the fuck's a planet? And what the fuck's a minute?

If I could find the words, I would sing 'em

Written on the wall, missed calls, I've been thinkin'

Hey, I've been thinkin'

What's across the finish line? Maybe it's a secret

Maybe ask the internet, maybe ask the deacon

Maybe it's a bigger plan, maybe that's the reason

Why they let my cousin die of cancer? That'll teach him

If somebody talk to God, tell Him I've been thinkin'