The Classic Crime - The happy nihilist

^AmWhen I decide to shake my f^Eist, I^Dm only got myself to blame ^FCause we’re all players and life's the game

^AmI only take what I need, I am so light on my feet ^EI will not stop or concede, I am not driven by greed ^DmNo moral compass for me, it's all just natural feelings ^FExistence has no meaning, there's no such thing as happy ^AmBut late at night when I sleep, I dream of more than I see ^EThere's something burning in me, a driving need to be free, ^DmWhy do I sit here and think about the things that I need? ^FThere's nothing left to believe, oh is it all just a dream?

^FI’ve taught this to myself,^C piled books up on the shelf ^AmBut it still hurts like hell to t^Grust nobody else but me ^FI’ve taught this to myself,^C piled books up on the shelf ^AmBut it still hurts like hell to t^Grust nobody else

^AmI used to read everything, I^E used to need nothing ^DmI put my money on me, ^FI used to be something ^AmNow I can’t^E sleep, ^Dmcause I’m no^Ft happy

^FI’ve taught this to myself,^C piled books up on the shelf ^AmBut it still hurts like hell to t^Grust nobody else but me ^FI’ve taught this to myself,^C piled books up on the shelf ^AmBut it still hurts like hell to t^Grust nobody else but m^Fe

^AmWho^Ca ^Eoh^F oh... ^AmWhy am I haunted by the metaphysical? ^CIs it a cosmic lie or is it literal? ^EThe books I read that used to free my mind Have m^Fade me more blind but the truth I’ll find it ^AmI was a happy ni^Ehilist ^DmNow I’m wondering why I ^Fexist