How to Exist Songtext
von The Clockworks

I′ve said enough already
So I'll leave you with this
I′ve been reading a book lately
It's called 'How to Exist′
The more serious it feels
The more that I take the piss
I say it′s keeping balance
But that's not what it is

Me and time are locked in a game
Of hide and seek
I′ve been going round in circles turning the other cheek
I keep shouting about wanting to hear someone else speak
Wearing mass produced tees saying 'stay unique′


I go to the same cafés as the people I hate
I live in the same place as all the people I hate
And I'm kitted in the fit of all the people I hate
With similar ideas of the ideal dinner date
Then for a second I get hit by the hammer of shame
What if everybody else is just living their lives?
The hatred is resentment that I′m really the same
All of my comparisons are twists of the knife

Looking for advice from the device in my hand
And scrolling is the only way to cut through the bland
And it's beautiful people, beautiful people
Cats, dogs and bombs dropping, beautiful people
Memes, scenes from TV, cats, a killing spree a boy of 18 in a town near me
You're a problem reason number seventy three
The world is fine
The world is fucked
The world is fine
10 new things you need to buy to become
Beautiful people, beautiful people


I′ll write my own biography
And never admit
I love you more than anything
But cannot commit
When the world is telling me
That′s there's a life to be lived
And the way I′m feeling's telling
Me that this isn′t it
And I'm staring at shadows on
The walls of the cave
While everyone′s describing
What reality is
The idea of integrity is
Something I crave
These days my moral compass
Seems to be on the fritz

Waiting for the day that
Someone comes in the door
Shakes my hand and says
'Now here's the peace that
You′re longing for
And don′t fret about the world
Because they've ended the war
And the ice has decided
It′s not going to thaw
And all that's left for you′s to do
Whatever you wish
You've always been a victim
Who deserves so much more
We′ve looked at all the numbers
And it turns out you're rich'
I′m scared that even then
I′d feel no different at all

How to make you smile
How to make you laugh
How to make you think
How to make you dance
How to make it real
How to make a deal
On a spin of the wheel
How to take a chance

Do I make you lie
Do I make you tense
Do I make you sigh
Do I make no sense?
Do I make you die
A little bit inside
Every time that I say that I feel

I feel on top of the world
I feel under it's thumb
I feel a million bucks
I feel I′m coming undone
I feel I don't know where I′m going
Don't know who I′ve been
I cloak myself in irony
Hope I can't be seen

So sit still and sip, swill or swallow
The heavy hitter
The bitterest pill, still to follow
I have measured out my life in buffer signs
Seen the promise and the lies of
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
So, sit still and sip, swill or swallow
The heavy hitter
The bitterest pill still to follow

The mind is evil
The mind is feeble
I pray for heaven
So life's the prequel
A leap of faith
Call me Evel Knievel
I′m ready to fly
But I′m out of diesel

I'm looking for something to die for
Something to live for
Something to strive for
Something to give for
Something to pour out
Something to breathe in
I′m looking for something to believe in