Luyện nghe bài hát The happy nihilist

I am a happy nihilist, no absolute truth does
I decide to shake my fist
I only got to blame
Cause all players and life's the game

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

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

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, piled up on the shelf
But it still hurts like Hell to trust else

I used to read everything, I used to nothing
I used to put my on me: I used to be something
Now I sleep, 'cause I'm not happy

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

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

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

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

oh, oh