Just a Touch Nihilistic (Piano Version)

**Verse 1:** In the quiet of the evening, with a glass in my hand, I sit alone in my thoughts, trying to understand, Am I chasing perfection, or just running in place? I can’t tell if I’m winning, or just lost in this race. **Chorus:** Am I existential, or just a touch nihilistic? Is there meaning in this madness, or am I just being realistic? I’m a perfectionist, they say, but what does that really mean? When all I do is work and drink, caught in some endless routine. **Verse 2:** I can’t stop striving, though I feel I’m doing nothing at all, The days blur together, like paintings on the wall. I’m building something, or maybe I’m just tearing it down, But does it even matter when there’s no one else around? **Chorus:** Am I existential, or just a touch nihilistic? Is there meaning in this madness, or am I just being realistic? I’m a perfectionist, they say, but what does that really mean? When all I do is work and drink, caught in some endless routine. **Bridge:** I’ve got dreams in my pocket, but they’re weighed down by doubt, I’ve got plans on my desk, but they never quite work out. So I sip on my wine, and I stare at the clock, Wondering if time’s my enemy, or just another lock. **Chorus:** Am I existential, or just a touch nihilistic? Is there meaning in this madness, or am I just being realistic? I’m a perfectionist, they say, but what does that really mean? When all I do is work and drink, caught in some endless routine. **Outro:** So I’ll keep debating, as the night turns to day, Whether I’m wasting my life, or just finding my way. In this mix of perfection and nothingness I find, Maybe the answer’s just something I’ll never unwind.