Nihilist

If anyone is making this, count me with a nihilist tonight
Out on 23rd and Fig, half naked, and drunk, and high
And when I come through swinging, you can hear me singing
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Because if it did, I couldn’t handle it
And anyone can have a go
If you wanna touch me, let me know
And when I’m at my lowest low, that’s when I’m most comfortable
And when I come through swinging, you can hear me singing
And on the pavement later, you can hear me whisper
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters
Because if it did, I couldn’t handle it
So kill me with a nihilist, tonight, I guess
You can kill me with the nihilist tonight
So kill me the nihilist, tonight, I guess
You can kill me with the nihilist
Pour me one more or whatever
Pour me one more or whatever
Nothing really matters, really matters
Pour me one more or whatever
Pour me one more or whatever
Nothing really matters, really matters
So kill me with the nihilist, tonight, I guess
You can kill me with the nihilist tonight
Kill me with the nihilist, tonight, I guess
You can kill me with the nihilist tonight