Nothingness Lies Coiled at the Heart of Being (It’s Such a Good Feeling) - Short Fictions

I am out here sweating in short-shorts and tee shirts in late October soon

we’ll be underwater, oh I know that shortly we’ll be dying

And I’d really rather take my own life now than get caught up in big storms and

hurricanes, floods and droughts are side effects of climate change

I say the same thing over and over again, I say the same, same thing.

«You should only write songs about girls and your friends» but I say the same,

same thing

I’d like to run away, I think about it every day, always on the back of my mind

I’ll sleep inside my car, on the turnpike laving Pittsburgh never to return

again

And I hat the sound of my voice, screaming billionaires could die and we’d be

all right, or that we could live forever or die out in thirty years and that’ll

be all right

Take off your shoes and make yourself at home I’m always here alone inside my

bedroom, I know I’ll never hurt the ones that I love, all of my friends are

never gonna die now

(I always feel so plain and still, I might not exist at all, but I persist if

all of this might mean something to someone)

But it’s not enough to go on, no it’s not enough, no it’s not enough to go on,

you’re not trying hard enough, but it’s not enough to go on, no it’s not

enough, but it’s not enough to go on, you’re not trying at all

«I can’t! I won’t! I know I’m alone» rang the band’s record, I was so enthralled

«I can’t! I won’t!» no not on my own, should I just shut up? No one’s listening

«It's such a good feeling to know you’re alive»

It’s such a good feeling to know you’re alive

It’s such a happy feeling you’re growing inside

And when you wake up ready to say