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Something that makes no sense

is there any reason for this life

is there any point to this strife

what the hell are you waiting around for

can you tell me what to stand for

 

is anything ever gonna be alright

can i ever make anything right

what am i going to do

is there anything i can do for you

 

there is nothing to do today

the fear tears parts of me away

bringing to me the teeth of decay

when will i fall down and pray

 

there's nothing i can do for me

there's nothing that can change me

forget the idea of me

I’ll fade until there's nothing left of me

 

so tear everything away from this place

and build up something new to face

I’d **** for a way to win this race

but i can only chase, chase, chase

 

wait until there's nothing left

take until I’m all bereft

should i take the right or the left

does it matter when i have nothing left

how can it matter when i have nothing left

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elfinmox
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Jun 3, 2013
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