Whats the point of laughing
If i know im gonna end up crying
And whats the point of talking
If i know im gonna end up screaming
Whats the point?
What is the point?
Whats the point if the light in my heart easily fades
And my hope about life quickly decades
And what if my soul begs for help
And what if the world begs for it too
This feeling remains
And i dont know how to cut this chains
And while i fall into the depth of life
Death persecutes my mind
And it really doesn't matter the scars on my wrists
Because now all is covered up with mist
And it doesn't matter all the risks i take and all the hits i take cause ill still miss al the hints there left
Whats the point on beliving in something that deep down you know it's going to end?
