Nothing at All - the Shins

Well there’s an ideal inside of me

That we’re nothing at all

There’s nothing threatening controlling me

In fact there’s nothing at all

And still the wheel turning’s all I’ll be

It carries on til you crawl

You gotta know what you want to be

But there’s no number to call

You got a feeling nothing here is free

'Cause you grew up in a mall

Your mom she caught you all on T. V

And you can still hear her bawl

You got a million things you want to flee

Smuggle an ounce in a doll

You cut your eyes so you could finally see

That there ain’t nothing at all

Turns out there’s nothing at all

There must be a flaw in this fable, I

Have to contend with it all night

Wasn’t alive back in the sixties

Somehow that was my fault

I’m just a shell empty as can be

Yeah, I’ve got nothing at all

You want to put your trust in some solid thing

Yeah, it’s a drug to us all

But there’s no ideal inside of me

So I got nothing at all

No I got nothing at all

And I got nothing at all

Must be a fault in this fable, I

Have to contend with all night

Such a danger so we gotta slide

Into the depths of the salt mine

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all

There’s nothing at all