Tim Heidecker
Nothing
Nothing
That's what it amounts to, they say
A black void waiting down the road for us one day
We're all gonna die alone
There ain't nobody gonna carry us home
And there ain't no place where the angels roam
Stuck in traffic on Beverly Glen
Running late meeting Hollywood friends
Do they even know how this shitshow ends?

I'm keeping quiet, keeping to myself
Ain't it overwhelming breathing in?
I'm keeping quiet, keeping to myself
Ain't it overwhelming breathing out again?

Nothing
That's what it amounts to, they say
A black void waiting down the road for us one day
We're all gonna die alone
There ain't nobody gonna carry us home
And there ain't no place where the angels roam

Shopping for a suit for the big premiere
Nobody could tell me how I got here
Looking real good, but I'm filled with fear
Shaking hands 'cause I gotta play nice
I'm on my third tequila in ice
I just said hello to the same guy twice
I'm going underground, had enough for a while
Ain't it overwhelming gettin' up?
I'm going underground, had enough for a while
Ain't it overwhelming laying down again?

Nothing
That's what it amounts to, they say
A black void, waiting down the road for us one day
But it's alright, don't listen to me
I could be wrong, let's wait and see
But if you see me in heaven, just let me be

If you see me in heaven, just let me be