Dissect the Bird (Live)

Some nights I wanna get up here and sing a bunch of nonsense
 But I know my voice ain't good enough for that lyrics, I know
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 This is the first song, this is the moment of truth
 If this one fails, what good will the rest of 'em do?
 I'm tryna stay focused and stay in the moment
 But all I can think about is if my flyer is open
 I swore I checked it before I went on
 Maybe that was last night, I just can't recall
 I'd ask you to check for me, but that's asking a lot so
 I'm just gonna check real quick and then I'll move on
 Oh, you're doing it wrong, dissecting the bird
 Tryna find the song
 It's a miracle that you're here at all
 Oh, oh yeah
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 I don't trust a musician who's always complaining
 It's hard out here, but so is everything
 You know what my job was
 Before I did this, I used to walk around parking lots picking up trash
 Do you know how many people paid to watch me do that?
 Zero, always zero
 My draw was zero for the trash-pickup job
 So even if no one comes to this one, they still let me play guitar
 I don't trust a musician who's always complaining
 Sometimes it's clear, sometimes it's raining
 Sometimes it's the gorge, sometimes it's the garage
 Get over yourself, and do your goddamn job, oh
 You're doing it wrong, dissecting the bird
 Tryna find the song
 It's a miracle that you're here at all
 Hey
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 So when the candle flickers, when the days get dark
 They call them first world problems, but they still break your heart
 The universe feels like it's against you
 Just take a minute to realize, all it took to make you
 Your parents had to meet, as random as that was
 And hang out long enough, at least, to make some love
 And make a baby, and give it your name
 And all your ancestors had to do the same exponentially backwards
 To the start of life
 So much had to happen, just exactly right
 Sparks had to catch, oceans had to freeze
 Billions of cells had to survive, endless disease
 Civilizations had to crumble, wars had to be fought
 Bad presidents had to get elected, good presidents had to get shot
 People had to leave, hearts had to get broken
 People had to die, just so your eyes could open
 The universe is not against you
 The universe is not against you, it went through a lot
 Just to give you a chance, it must've wanted you
 Pretty bad
 No pressure though, no pressure though
 The universe went through a lot but no pressure, bro
 You don't gotta be perfect, you don't gotta be a saint
 Just don't waste it, this was not a mistake
 Oh, you're doing it wrong, dissecting the bird
 Tryna find the song
 It's a miracle that you're here at all
 Hey!
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 Thanks for coming, for sure
 No pressure