The Upside Downs
Everything is Bullshit
[Intro: Eggward]
(*inhaling from bong*)
What if there were people living in the future
And they decide to run a bunch of simulations
And see what old-school Earth was like?

[Verse 1: Eggward]
Think about it, it's pretty amazin'
What if you're livin' inside a simulation?
What if every time you put your socks in the dryer
And one disappears; is there a glitch in the Matrix?
Ha, we need a computer so big it can simulate the
Then nothing is random and everything's part of the plan
But if life isn't real and everything's one big trick?
Damn, do we even exist?

[Chorus: Eggward]
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
Might as well live life and do what you feel
Do what you feel
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
[Verse 2: Eggward]
What if there are alternate dimensions that we'll never see?
And in every single multiverse there's another you and another me?
Is there a universe where I am not awkward?
Is there a universe where I am a doctor?
Is there a universe where the President doesn't throw tantrums like a goddamn toddler?
Ha, it's just a hypothesis, there's just no way to observe
But what if we found a way to travel to other Earths?
And if there are other me livin' in different realm
Damn, am I even myself?

[Chorus: Eggward]
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real (Nothing is real)
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real
Might as well live life and do what you feel
Do what you feel (Do what you feel)
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Nothing is real

[Interlude]
Please stand by...
[Bridge: Eggward]
Maybe this world isn't real after all (I know)
As real as the Santa Claus workin' at the mall (Ohh)
If Bostrom was right and he probably is (Tell me)
We might just be living in a big game of Sims (Big game of Sims)

[Chorus: Eggward]
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real (nothing is real)
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real (everything is bullsh*t)
Might as well live life and do what you feel (you are)
Everything is bullsh*t
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real
Might as well live life and do what you feel (you are)
Everything is bullsh*t
Nothing is real

[Outro: Eggward]
(*inhaling from bong*)
Man, I gotta stop gettin' high and watching Cosmos—
Oh my god, what if there's a universe out there where I didn't even write this song?