Here I sit In my car I didn't drive far But my thoughts Are gone
Gone somewhere nobody belongs Desperation Pain An empty song
Nobody belongs Nothing is real We claim that since we feel It's all real But what's the deal
We live Without knowing We cry and beg for why Never an answer from the sky We all lie
Anyone who has faith Anyone who feels in place Anyone not afraid Of death They're all lying To your face To themselves I can tell
I've lived some years now I can see how We all fight to forget That time keeps ticking And we all live in regret Of existing
I can drive my car into another Burn and crash And die And people would cry They would ask why Then say goodbye And time will keep on
We do not belong Where did we go wrong Time keeps moving on And soon I'll be gone It won't be long 27 years gone by All I can remember Is me asking God why
Family members die Tragedies go by The world burns And at every turn We have all aged And not one of us knows ******* why
I wish I could devolve Become a sea creature Or a dog I don't want to think anymore About who I am Or what I'm for I don't want this pain Like a soaked disgusting stain Never leaving Baring my name Since I was a child Crying And crying Because I understood The sick twisted game That is Life.
We strive We try We dance We live We cry We get by We all move on Without knowing where we belong Without knowing what happens when we go beyond Into that grave So we make songs And act brave
They say heaven or hell Or nothing at all Honestly it's clear as day If hell is real We're already here I can't think of anything more ****** Anything more cruel Then existence without due Without a clue Giving us hope Giving us love Giving us beauty And a possible God above
With no certainty With no time It's a sick crime Yet we submit We commit To this life Until we die Nothing means anything Everyone goes And we just breathe in all of our woes Then we go on Singing meaningless songs
God never answers Never says where we went wrong We must have done wrong We must have done evil To have to live a life So fleeting So empty No answers Just plenty Of misery Suffering Fighting Wars Giving it our all Overcome in chores
Someone dies And we pretend not to care why Or where They may be and if in despair Because we are in despair We are lost Without anyone to care
If God was real why doesn't he tell us Why doesn't he talk to us Explain all this pain I think if he did We may all forgive One another And actually want to live We all burn and **** And hurt and spill Because we're afraid Of the nothingness Headed our way
I always have these thoughts but even family dies it just really makes my thoughts worse. What is this life it doesn't even feel real what does real feel like?