Luyện nghe bài hát The happy nihilist

I am a happy nihilist, no truth does exist
I decide to shake my fist
I got myself to blame
we're all players and life's the game

I only what I need, I am so light on my feet
I will not or concede, I am not driven by greed
No moral compass for me, it's all just natural
has no meaning, there's no such thing as happy

But late at night when I sleep, I of more than I see
There's something burning in me, a driving to be free,
Why do I sit and think about the things that I need?
There's left to believe, oh, is it all just a dream?

I've this to myself, piled books up on the shelf
But it still hurts Hell to trust nobody else but me
I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the
But it still hurts Hell to trust nobody else

I used to everything, I used to need nothing
I to put my money on me: I used to be something
Now I can't sleep, I'm not happy

I've taught this to myself, piled up on the shelf
But it still hurts like Hell to trust else but me
I've taught this to myself, piled up on the shelf
But it still hurts like Hell to nobody else but me

oh, oh
oh, oh
oh, oh
oh, oh
oh, oh

Why am I by the metaphysical?
Is it a lie or is it literal?
The I read that used to free my mind
Have me more blind but the truth I'll find it

I was a happy
Now I'm wondering why I
I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the
But it still hurts like Hell to nobody else but me
I've taught this to myself, books up on the shelf
But it still hurts like to trust nobody else but me

oh, oh