There is no meaning
Spare the language
Books and notes
Don't matter anymore
No reason why
We do what we do
Nothing to fight for...
They decide who we are
Who we ought to be
While they smirk
We forget smiles
A hollow mind
A hollow soul
A hole drilled through the heart
God-sent
...
We are left sprinting
weekend to weekend
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 4:55 PM UTC
There is no meaning
Spare the language
Books and notes
Don't matter anymore
No reason why
We do what we do
Nothing to fight for...
They decide who we are
Who we ought to be
While they smirk
We forget smiles
A hollow mind
A hollow soul
A hole drilled through the heart
God-sent
...
We are left sprinting
weekend to weekend
