Lyrics

Starting a song is a bitch and a half
Looking for love, every which way the wrong path
Lines into paper, pressure from the pen
Spilling some ink helps a mind on the mend

Don't wait too long you'll get in your own way
It doesn't matter what people say

Existential dread, ah merde!

Strummin' along ain't so easy to do
Strings ain't enough to convey what you've been through
Countin' it out, 1, 2, 3, 4,
Starts getting old, yet you still ask me for more

Plead it out loud, you can chant, you can pray
It wouldn't sound if your voice went away

Existential dread, every fiber, every thread
Existential heat, drummin' to my own beat!

Most days I don't know just what I am after
Harness the skills yet I am not their master
Dreaming of days I could just float away
Chessboard with too many pieces at play

Don't sit and wait to be struck by an arrow
Cut through the flesh, through the bone, through the marrow

To finish the song's easier said than fun
Dare skip a beat, come completely undone
Being alive is a contract we don't sign
You wouldn't know if you ran out of time

Keeping the beat, 1, 2, 3, 4
Kick up a tone, when A becomes a bore

Keeping it loose while walking the tightrope
Doin' the rhumba ain’t no way to cope
Back in the van driving home from the pits
Feel like Jean-Claude Van Damme pulling out of the splits
Kicks and punches, slaps and hits,
Gotta keep dancing til you land the backflip

Existential dread, I'm hanging on by a thread
Existential threat, losing end of the bet
Existential heat, burnt the souls, on them coals, burnt the soles off my feet!
Drummin' 2 my own beat

Existential threat, losing end of the bet