Nylist, Lorna Shore, Austin Archey, Monasteries, Josh Davies, Babirusa, Kyle Williams - Existential Dread Lyrics

Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once life!
A shame to see this body covered in filth
A shame to see this body lowered into the earth
Lowered into the earth
Farewell to the existence you dread
Farewell to the existential dread
The void feared, but immensely sought after
Not to know what truly comes after
The endless sleep in a bed of dirt
Existential dread. Existential dread. Existential dread
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Struggling through this existential dread
Until the void devours me
Until the void devours me

Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once life!
A shame to see this body covered in filth
A shame to see this body lowered into the earth
Lowered into the earth
Farewell to the existence you dread
Farewell to the existential dread
The void feared, but immensely sought after
Not to know what truly comes after
The endless sleep in a bed of dirt
Existential dread. Existential dread. Existential dread
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Compulsive fear of existence
Nothing is clear in the distance
When you're in the deep, cries for help won't dig you out
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Burying, burying, burying what was once
Struggling in your own fucking filth
Struggling through this existential dread
Until the void devours me
Until the void devours me