[Verse 1] Some nights I wanna get up here and sing a bunch of nonsense But I know my voice aint good enough for bad lyrics Oh, no This is the first song, this is the moment of truth If this one fails, what good will the rest of them do? Im trying to stay focused, and stay in the moment But all I can think about is if my fly is open I swore I checked it, before I went on Maybe that was last night, I just cant recall Id ask you to check for me, but thats asking a lot So Im just gonna check real quick and then well move on [Chorus] Oh Youre doing it wrong, dissecting the bird Trying to find the song Its a miracle that youre here at all Oh, yeah [Verse 2] I dont trust a musician whos always complaining Its hard out here, but so is everything You know what my job was before I did this? I used to walk around parking lots picking up trash Do you know how many people paid to watch me do that? Zero, always zero My draw was zero for the trash pick up job So even if no one comes to this one They still let me play guitar I dont trust a musician whos always complaining Sometimes its clear, sometimes its raining Sometimes its the Gorge, sometimes its a garage Get over yourself and do your god damn job [Chorus] Oh Youre doing it wrong, dissecting the bird Trying to find the song Its a miracle that youre here at all Hey, eh [Verse 3] So when the candle flickers, when the days get dark They call them first world problems but they still break your heart When the universe feels like its against you Just take a minute to realize all it took to make you Your parents had to meet, as random as that was And hang out long enough at least, to make some love And make a baby, and give it your name And all your ancestors had to do the same Exponentially backwards to the start of life So much had to happen just exactly right Sparks had to catch, oceans had to freeze Billions of cells had to survive endless disease Civilizations had to crumble, wars had to be fought Bad presidents had to get elected, good presidents had to get shot People had to leave, hearts had to get broken People had to die so your eyes could open The universe is not against you The universe is not against you It went through a lot just to give you a chance It must have wanted you pretty bad No pressure, though No pressure, though The universe went through a lot but no pressure, bro You dont gotta be perfect You dont gotta be a saint Just dont waste it This was not a mistake [Chorus] Oh Youre doing it wrong, dissecting the bird Trying to find the song Its a miracle that youre here at all Hey, eh
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