Well, we all want to have a meaning.
Everyone want to think that there's something they were meant to do.
But that just simply cannot be the case,
Give it a few hundred years and no one will remember you.
We can't all be winners,
Someone after all has to man the local Starbucks
And they'll always think that they were just dealt a bum hand,
That their life above all others, really just sucks.
Well, let me tell you something.
You are not special.
You are just a thing in this very big and terrifying world.
And you, just like me will die and fade away.
There is no greater plan waiting to be unfurled.
We are alone, we are alone, we are alone, we are alone,
Oh yes, all together we are all alone.
And come that completely mundane day
When you breathe your last and become nothing but a pile biomass,
No one is going to appear and carry you away,
To think that you deserve that would make you a narcisist jackass.
Because in the grand scheme of things, there is no grand scheme.
You can argue all you want, but who are you to know the truth?
All our other explanations all depend upon
A grand being who was thought up back before science was even in its youth.
And just in case you need reminding,
You are not special.
You are just a thing in this very big and terrifying world.
And you, just like me will die and fade away.
There is no greater plan waiting to be unfurled.
We are alone, we are alone, we are alone, we are alone,
Oh yes, all together we are all alone.
Well call me a pessimist, call me depressing, call me something worse,
But in my insignificance, I will find comfort.
Because at least I know there are no shoes I need to fill,
I need not worry what my mark will be upon the world.
And all of this is based on the fact, that at the end of the day, no matter what you say
I am not special.
I am just a thing in this very big and terrifying world.
And I, just like you will die and fade away.
There is no greater plan waiting to be unfurled.
We are alone, we are alone, we are alone, we are alone,
Oh yes, all together we are all alone.
No one is watching us, do what you like.
Just remember that this life is all you've got.
So if you mess it up, well sorry son, you're fucked.
I really hope that high was worth ODing in a parking lot.
I'd say I'll see you again sometime, but that's simply not true,
The world keeps chugging on, regardless whether it's with or without you.
Chords:
Intro: E B A Cm A
Verse: E B A
PreChorus: Cm B A
Chorus: E Cm B A
More-us: E B Cm A
Bridge: E B Cm A
Outro: E B A
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