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thomas christ - existence is futile كلمات الأغنية

i sit here in this little room
staring at these walls
i sit here in my living tomb
doomed to this fall
where’d it all go wrong, this broken song
reflects what i’ve become
the more i gave, digging this grave
it all just leaves me numb

nothing makes sense to me anymore
fallen so hard the blood’s on the floor
i feel like this world, and that is crucial
i’m finding out existence is futile

i sit within my lonely mind, searching to find
enough reasons to persevere
but i’m beaten raw, exposed these flaws
and my ambition disappears
apathy all that’s left, hidden in this mess
i’ve deadened every last nerve
it all feels so fake, looking for every escape
maybe it is deserved

nothing makes sense to me anymore
fallen so hard the blood’s on the floor
i feel like this world, and that is crucial
i’m finding out existence is futile
it is so easy to forget just who you are when you’re
not shiny new and sparkling you’ll smolder and then you’re
just like a candle on a cake you get blown out and it’s
somebody’s birthday but you didn’t get invited so you
just stay at home and imagine being there with a
full book of matches and a can of gasoline and so it
burns very brightly you can almost hear the screams over the
wail of the sirens and the smoke smells like a campfire and you’re

still nothing, still no one
still a dying bag of flesh and bone
still nothing, still no one
still a future corpse of this world
still nothing, still no one
still a dying bag of flesh and bone
still nothing, still no one
still a future corpse of this world

- thomas christ

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