Luyện nghe bài hát The happy nihilist

I am a happy nihilist, no absolute truth does
When I to shake my fist
I got myself to blame
we're 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 moral for me, it's all just natural feelings
Existence has no meaning, there's no such as happy

But late at night when I sleep, I dream of more I see
There's something burning in me, a need to be free,
Why do I sit here and think the things that I need?
There's nothing left to believe, oh, is it all just a

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

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

taught 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 to trust nobody else but me

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

Why am I haunted by the
Is it a cosmic lie or is it
The books I read that used to free my
Have made me more blind but the 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 like Hell to trust nobody else but me
I've taught this to myself, piled books up on the
But it still like Hell to trust nobody else but me

oh, oh